Amelia Wytte turned around and saw Jucy Emma folded her arms across her chest and looking down at her with contempt.

And behind her, there were two other female employees.

The two men were Jucy Emma 's loyal followers.

Last time, when she was gossiping behind her, she had warned her, but she didn't give up and insisted on getting close to her.

"What's up?" Frowning, Amelia Wytte said coldly.

"Why can't I come here and have a chat with you? I heard that Mr. Clinton went to a dinner party. Why didn't he take you with him this time?"

"Why did he take me with him?" Amelia Wytte asked...