"Mr. Hawk ." Nicola Clinton smiled, as if he didn't notice the difference in Eden Hawk 's expression. "This is my assistant, Amelia Wytte."

He looked calm, as if he was really just introducing an insignificant assistant.

Eden Hawk 's eyes were fixed on Amelia Wytte. He clenched his fists and couldn't control his anger.

It was not until Amelia Wytte looked up that she called Mr. Hawk gently.

He slowly closed his eyes and suppressed the depression in his heart. After a long time, he showed a gentle smile to Amelia Wytte. His tone was as gentle and calm as before. "Assistant Wytte."

Eden Hawk didn't want to waste...