Amelia Cobb stood at the door, hearing someone knocking on the table in the room: "Go deal with the personnel handover yourself."
"President Robinson——."
"Go," Christopher Robinson threw out the word impatiently.
"President Robinson——," the person still wanted to struggle, and Amelia heard footsteps in the room and took a step back.
Sure enough, the office door was soon pulled open.
The deputy, upon seeing Amelia, hesitated for a moment and then nodded politely, greeting Miss Amelia.
Christopher Robinson in the office lifted his eyes to the doorway when he heard Miss Amelia's voice, and he put down the signing pen in his hand and walked up to her.
"Why did you come over?" The man looked down at the time on the computer then stretched out both hands to take Amelia into his arms and gently kissed her nose tip.
Unlike the coldness and indifference towards his subordinates moments ago, Christopher was now shrouded in a layer of soft light, radiating warmth.
"What happened?"