Ava's mental condition was poor the following morning.

She continued yawning and fell asleep, leading to a meeting when she realized she had left her design plan at home and neglected to take it.

Ava continued apologizing to the enraged manager.

"Cough, cough..."

Jeorge Milton sat and coughed.

When the manager glanced over, he looked like he had just swallowed a fly. So he didn't dare to spit it out or swallow it. "Tomorrow!" he said, remembering to bring company.

Ava sighed, and returned to her seat as the meeting proceeded.

After a brief acquaintance, she felt a searing glare on her face, greeted by Jeorge Milton's deep eyes.

She...