The Trap?

Milia's face turned pale, she was busy shaking her head. "Mr Albert, I… I didn't mean that!"

"Therefore, please get rid of your thoughts as quickly as possible. I ask Harold to be with you so that I can give you a chance to grow. Never try to teach me how I manage my agents."

Albert's tone was suddenly sharp, making Milia tremble in fear.

She opened her mouth and lowered her head indistinctly. "Sorry, Mr Albert, I ..."

While Milia was still struggling to apologize, the secretary suddenly knocked on the door, stopping her unspoken words.

The secretary looked firm and serious. "Mr Albert, Lilia and Harold are here."

Albert's eyes suddenly narrowed, but then he nodded. "Let them in."

Hearing that, Milia couldn't sit still. "Mr. Albert, since you still have work, I ..."

"Sit down!" Albert's voice was calm but heavy.