Now he too was picked up by leisurely people after arranging the guests.
This assurance filled him happily.
"Mr. CEO." Seeing Lyke Zhekova finished the phone call and resting against the wall without attempting to move, Amelia Ford thought he was drunk and immediately called out to him.
Just as she raised her voice, she moved forward, trying to assist Lyke Zhekova.
Unexpectedly, before she could offer assistance, Lyke Zhekova dodged her carefully.
Lyke Zhekova abruptly stood erect, steadying himself without a hint of imbalance.
As his gaze turned to Amelia Ford, his expression was chilling and his eyes, exceptionally clear. He did not look drunk at all.
"What were you trying to do?" Lyke Zhekova's frosty voice questioned her.
Amelia Ford had recently transferred from Virtuoso to Majestic.
All employees at Majestic knew they should not get too close to him.
Amelia Ford appeared to be the first one daring enough to step forward.
Lyke Zhekova's expression grew colder.