"If I told him not to eat, he just wouldn't eat?"
Ivy Aretha was infuriated, her beautiful, delicate eyebrows jumping in anger, and her long lashes also trembling due to her agitation. "If I told him to die, would he go ahead and die too?"
All the employees in the office stood up together, their gazes focused on Ivy without a hint of evasion.
You really are gutsy!
Daring to tell Mr. Gordon to die, you must have a lot of favor with him!
It was the first time in history for Mr. Gordon to give so much favor to someone just because they made headlines!
The eyes of the office employees fixated on Ivy, glowing brightly, it seems as though they need to choose the right object for flattery in the future. It's time to carefully examine whether to choose Alya Larson or Ivy Aretha!
"You'd better not talk nonsense! If Mr. Gordon really jumped off the building, who would pay our salaries?"
Anna slapped Ivy on the shoulder, her eyes wide enough to stuff two large grapes.
