Franti Cassia came to the office with a big smile on her pretty face. She didn't know what had happened.
She pushed the door open and walked into the office. Louis Wellington stood in front of the French window. His back was tall and straight, and the air around him was cold.
Franti's heart couldn't help trembling. She lowered her eyes and asked, "Boss, are you looking for me?"
Her voice was soft and sounded very good.
Hearing the voice, Louis turned around. With his golden eyes heritage full of anger, he asked, "Did you draw the design draft for Angela all by yourself?"
Louis came straight to the point, which surprised Franti Cassia. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded and said, "Yes."
Louis Wellington frowned and exhaled, "Come with me to the GAA."
After saying that, he took his coat and walked out of the office with his long legs.
The GAA, Angela's company?
Her heart beat faster. Was there anything wrong?
Franti Cassia looked around and felt uneasy.