Chapter 59 Some Senior Leader

"What do I mean?" Summer widened her eyes on purpose and asked innocently, "So you don't know?"

Victor narrowed his eyes. He knew one thing. Summer and a senior manager in the company were as thick as thieves, and more. Since she brought it up, she must have heard something from him. "No. What are you talking about?"

"Alright," said Summer with a smile. She sat next to him. "After all, it's not a good thing to be forced out... No wonder you don't know."

"Forced out?" asked Victor.

"Have you seen the papers? It's all about the past, but it's on the news now," said Summer, pointing at the newspaper with her long, painted nails. "It must be the doing of some senior leader. I'm pretty sure, Victor. They also ordered the Public Relations Department not to interfere..."

"Some senior leader..." Victor repeated these words.

"You have no one to blame but yourself." Summer shook her head, a smug smile on her face. "Looks like you ticked off the wrong people..." she said.

"Okay. You seem happy about this," said Victor with a sneer. "So what are you thinkin

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"Okay," Andy said. She shrugged her shoulders in resignation, and said, "Then I'm leaving now."

"Okay." William nodded and headed for his office.

"Hey Mary," Jane whispered in her ear, "isn't it hard to be with a man like him?"

"Hmm?" Mary turned her face and said, "What do you mean?"

"He's so cold." Jane pouted, "It's almost like he doesn't care about you at all, Mary."

"Yeah," Mary replied but thought of his gentle, smiling face.

'Well, he can be gentle and care about someone. Just not me, ' she thought.

"But..." Jane suddenly said again to Mary with a smile, "You gave him those band-aids, huh?"

"Um, I mean...yeah." Mary nodded.

"Ha ha," said Jane with a grin. "No wonder Boss won't tear them off! Look, my lovely band aids are still hanging off his finger!"

"Oh, come on. He's just too lazy to change them."

Although Mary tried to deny it, she couldn't help looking at William's desk through the window.

He put his left hand on the table, and could see the bandages on his finger. They almost looked like they were flashing.