I smiled.

Sunny wants to use my minister's name to bully others. How can I not see that?

"Ms. Gemma is here!"

I do not know who said such a sentence. Everyone immediately held their breath. I lifted my gaze curiously. I saw a middle-aged woman in a white coat walking step by step toward this side. Her hair was wrapped behind her head revealing a smooth forehead, her skin was well groomed and her mask covered most of her face revealing a pair of bright eyes.

If I didn't know her age in advance, I would think she was only twenty-eight or nine, but in reality she was forty-two...