Upon hearing that Zoe Bell had encountered Serena Conner, Hannah Johnson's head spun.
"She didn't suffer, did she?" she asked the staff members urgently.
"No, she actually hit Miss Conner."
"Well, she had it coming."
Meanwhile, Hannah kept glancing toward the fourth floor as the staff chuckled lowly, "Miss Johnson, you don't need to be nervous. Our Junior President Payne might seem difficult, but he's a decent person."
"Really..."
Hannah gave a wry smile.
Who would believe that if it were said aloud?
At that moment, Zoe was also feeling anxious. When she followed Junior President Payne into the office, she noticed a wall filled with books and some raw gemstones, simple yet elegant.
Crucially, on the long table where he entertained guests, there was an incense holder with the remnants of incense sticks.
"Don't you like the smell of incense?" Junior President Payne noticed her staring blankly at the incense.
"It's not that."
