"Do you know that Director Wendy is in charge of this press conference?"
Louis Wellington raised his head slightly. His golden eyes were full of partiality.
All of a sudden, an air of unspeakable air rose in the office, making Nancy Monica out of breath. She looked at Louis cautiously and said, "I know."
She said in a voice that only the two people could hear. Although the voice was not loud, it was enough to hear.
Louis sensed the guilt in Nancy's heart. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with dignity, "I wonder if Monica has treated her well?!"
His cold tone made people tremble.
Nancy Monica couldn't help but grab the hem of her clothes. It was a calm conversation but made her feel like she was forced to ask. Her throat moved slightly and she couldn't say a word as if she was stabbed.
"Uh?" The man said again, looking at her with deep eyes.
Was what happened yesterday exposed? But everything was natural.
Nancy frowned, sniffed and tried to smile, "Of course."