Watching the ambulance grow more and more distant, Robert Green let out a long sigh.
He only took a salary for an assistant, but he worked with the dedication of a devoted mother. Who else could be an assistant to such an extent?
Pocketing his phone, he was about to leave, but after taking a single step, he abruptly stopped, a shock flashing in his eyes, "The president didn't really pass out, did he?"
Recalling his boss's utterly unresponsive reaction just now, Robert Green felt a chill run down his spine.
Meanwhile, Helen Melendy had dismissed the new assistant and, holding the red wine intended as an apology, saw Mr. Wood smirk lewdly as he took the glass from her, saying, "What fun is it to drink like that? Let's change the way we drink."
Helen Melendy knew these men were up to no good. Indeed, she watched as one of them grabbed the vodka and Lopez wine from the table and mixed it into her red wine before handing it back to her.
