"You misunderstood me. I don't hate you. You are the brother of my best friend and now my boss. How can I hate you?" The reply was polite and distant. "Mr. Floyd, if you don't feel troubled, you can come here now. You can rest assured only when I personally talk to you about work."

Looking at the cold address on the screen, Floyd felt a little sad.

His love for Jenny had never been hidden, but Jenny had been rejecting him thousands of miles away.

As time went by, she looked at the clock in the meeting room. She was so tired that she couldn't hold on any longer...