"A show? You being fired and the desperate situation our company is facing now are just shows for you?" Olivia asked, her tone became gloomy.
Unspeaking, Chase smiled and closed his eyes.
They stopped at the Helping Hands Medical Center.
When Chase was about to get off the car, he took out something from his pocket and handed them to Olivia.
When Olivia saw what was handed over, she was taken aback. She did not take them from him immediately.
There were four little pouches in Chase's hands. They were made of gold silk, lined with red laces, Each of them was embroidered with numbers one to four respectively; they looked extremely delicate.
Chase said smilingly. "If you feel guilty, then obey this last order from me as your director.
Angry, Olivia couldn't figure out what to reply to him.
Guilty?
Who should be feeling guilty now?
Did he really understand the current situation?