Susan Davis had just returned when her assistant hurriedly came to her office.
Initially in a bad mood and intending to rest, she was disturbed yet again.
"What's wrong now, why are you always in such a rush these days? You really are letting me down more and more."
Having said that she subconsciously lowered her head and massaged her temples gently.
And she kept frowning, as if under constant tension.
The assistant, seeing Susan seemed a bit off, hesitated for a moment, at a loss for words, then gathered her thoughts before speaking.
She glanced at Susan and said, "Well... Chief Harrell's company has canceled our contract. I don't know the specifics, but they were very aggressive, and it seemed like they were unhappy with us; it was as if they weren't satisfied with our company."
Upon hearing this, the woman on the couch's complexion suddenly changed drastically. Susan unconsciously lifted her head and glared at the assistant with resentful eyes.