As soon as the words fell, Grace Gordon's cellphone rang again.
It was still Rina Glade.
Gail Wright frowned, worried that Grace Gordon would be scolded when she answered the phone. But before she could say anything, she saw Grace Gordon hesitating and hanging up the phone.
Gail Wright finally smiled with satisfaction: "That's right... Don't be a pushover and get bullied! Look at me... Whoever dares to mess with me, I deal with them, so now no one dares to mess with me!"
Grace Gordon smiled and walked into the hospital ward with Gail Wright. The phone kept ringing, and Grace finally decided to turn it off.
It wasn't that Grace Gordon was naturally a pushover. She had always felt indebted to Lewis Yale all these years, so she had been tolerant...
"Gail... Brother is here, and Susan will be here in a moment. I'll send you out through the side door of this hospital... Go back and get some rest. Your assistant said you haven't slept for two nights," Grace Gordon said to Gail Wright.
There were reporters blocking the front entrance of the hospital, and Gail Wright didn't know the side entrance.
Gail was indeed tired. She nodded, "I'll go back first, and come over tomorrow morning!"
Just as Grace Gordon sent Gail Wright away through the side door and turned around to enter the elevator, the elevator was about to close when a hand suddenly blocked the door: "Wait, wait, wait..."
The elevator door opened again, and it was actually Stanhope Brown standing outside with a member of his staff team, Shane Sim.
Stanhope Brown was still wearing a fitting suit with a calm color, and the top few buttons on his French-style shirt were unexpectedly open. The unintentional movements as he walked revealed his clearly defined honey-colored line on his chest, showing a few more degrees of laziness and carefree nobility than usual.
His entire body exuded exquisite detail, even the small cuffs which made people want to look at them more.
Shane Sim thanked Grace Gordon, withdrew his hand, and turned his head to smile and raise an eyebrow at Stanhope Brown: "Who said I couldn't catch this elevator with one leg, huh?"
The reason Grace Gordon recognized Shane Sim was because he always appeared on television with Stanhope Brown.
Shane Sim had a handsome appearance and exceptional ability in demeanor and rhetoric. He originally had a promising political career, but after an accident left him with a disability in his right leg that required him to walk with a crutch, he turned to working behind the scenes as an adviser to senators.
Several candidates vied for the presidency, all willing to pay a fortune to hire him, but in the end, he stood by Stanhope Brown's side.
Seeing Stanhope Brown again, Grace Gordon felt a little awkward, after all, their last conversation touched on that kind of topic.
As Stanhope Brown stepped into the elevator, Grace Gordon moved to the side, lowered her head, and her whole body spelled awkwardness.
Stanhope Brown and Grace Gordon stood side by side, and Shane Sim pressed the 19th floor button, gripping his crutch, and turned to face them both.
The atmosphere... was a bit strange. Shane Sim's long, narrow eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of cunning, as his gaze moved back and forth between the two.
The elevator wall reflected their images like a mirror, and in the warm light... Stanhope Brown and Grace Gordon both seemed to be coated with a layer of warmth.