At this time, a figure with a folder in her hand came over in high heels.
"Boss?"
Looking around, Hilda found no one around. Suddenly, a figure appeared in her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and rushed to the person. In her arms, the person's lips were dry and her face was pale. "Help! The boss fainted!"
The loud noise attracted everyone's attention. They all looked at the falling Wendy in panic.
The scene was chaotic. Suddenly, a tall figure with an angular face raised his eyes coldly. He frowned slightly and felt a little flustered. He could not help but take a few steps forward with his long legs.
A weak figure appeared in his sight. His heart twitched and he pushed the crowds away.
"Disperse! Don't surround so many people!" The man's heavy voice stabilized people's hearts. They began to be orderly.
With a wave of Louis Wellington's hand, he put the document in Hilda's hand and held the unconscious Wendy in his warm arms. Then he turned his head to look at the crowd.