Renee looked around, but he did not see Shirley. She guessed that Shirley should have returned home, so she said to Braden, who was still sitting in Shirley's office chair, "Mr. Stewart, Ms. Wilson must have gone home. This is Korita Group. I hope you treat yourself as an outsider and leave early. I am going to lock the door."
Braden clasped his fingers and propped up his chin. His eyes were cold and sharp. "No. She is not home yet."
If Shirley went home, she would not escape Braden's notice.
"But if she hasn't gone home yet, where will she go?"
Renee was a little annoyed. She mustered up her courage and asked Braden, "Mr. Stewart, you insist on staying at Korita Group and refuse to leave. Are you trying to steal our trade secrets?"
Braden snorted in disdain. "What secrets are there in this small workshop that are worth me stealing?"