Emma Smith?!
Gillian Thompson's smile gradually stiffened, her eyes widened, and her voice tightened, "You mean, that person is Emma Smith?"
"Yes, she also has to be here today for work. She happens to be in this hotel, and she'll be here soon. I'll invite her to come meet everyone, so she can testify that you really are part of 'W' and didn't deceive us."
Hearing this, everyone's anticipation was piqued again.
The bespectacled man's words reminded them that what Gillian said might not be true.
She claimed to be from "W," yet she didn't know about the changes to the rules within the company. She seemed more like an outsider; who knew if she was bragging or not.
"If there are no objections, I'll invite her over." The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses, just about to stand up when Gillian Thompson stopped him.
"Wait a minute!" Gillian Thompson smiled awkwardly, "This is our class reunion; there is no need to involve unrelated people."