"Lady Walker, aren't you going to come out?"
After a few seconds had passed and seeing that she still wasn't planning to leave the elevator, Clayton Howard couldn't help but remind her.
At his words, Camila Walker finally snapped back to reality, blocking the closing elevator doors with her hand at the last instant before stepping out and heading in the direction of the private room they had come from.
Watching the direction she was heading, Clayton Howard furrowed his brows slightly.
Wasn't that Boss Jones's private room? What was she doing there?
Images of that time she was **** by Yale Shaw flashed through his mind, and for some reason, Clayton Howard felt a strange emotion rise in his heart, an inexplicable irritation.
"Follow her." Just as Clayton Howard was about to step into the elevator, Baron Stuart, from inside, suddenly put forth these three words.
Clayton Howard was slightly taken aback and didn't quite understand at first.
