Evelyn Curtis lashed out at them all, taking a moment to calm down before continuing to speak.
"Get me a new phone, get me a new SIM card quickly. My phone has an issue. If you can't reach me, shouldn't you have come to my house to tell me? All you know is to cry. Where is Sister Lily?"
Lucy felt wronged, but she could not say anything. Thinking of Grace Williams' face, which was as black as ink, she complained more.
"Sister Lily has gone to a company meeting. There have been many problems with the senior management recently. Sister Lily said that if you contact us proactively, we must inform her."
"Then quickly send her a message, all of you just eating your salary for free, can't do anything right, just know how to cry when there's a problem."
Evelyn Curtis chattered on, lecturing them. Thinking back to the things she had been through and the things the PR team had been through, Lucy felt as if a big rock was pressing on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.