Bai Zhuzhu bit her lip obediently, agreeing to the request. As soon as the door closed, her face immediately darkened, and she grabbed a pillow and fiercely threw it onto the bed.
Through gritted teeth, she seethed with hatred, "Cheng Zhiwei."
The one million that was finally within her grasp had just vanished.
If it weren't for Cheng Zhiwei's sudden arrival and discovery of that card, she would have already secured it.
Bitch, she caused her to lose so much money and even suffered Zhou Lin's disdain.
Meanwhile, Zhou Lin outside asked Secretary Zhang, "Where is she?"
Secretary Zhang replied in a low voice, "I noticed the Young Madam had a sore throat, she must have gone to see Doctor Meng."
Zhou Lin walked to the elevator entrance and suddenly said, "Look into her throat issue properly."
A shiver went down Secretary Zhang's spine; Zhou Lin was suspecting Bai Zhuzhu.
"Yes, Young President Zhou."
