"Take your time investigating, I'm not in a hurry." Maxim Sinclair draped the towel he wiped his sweat with over the machine, his eyes gazing into the distance, speaking unhurriedly.
Assistant Collins nodded, glanced at Maxim Sinclair's expression, and speculated about his current mood, speaking softly, "President Sinclair, Matthew's suggestion is to arrange one or two people to keep an eye on Miss Lowell, so we can get timely updates on her whereabouts."
"No need to specifically have someone watch her," Maxim Sinclair shook his head and explained, "Right now, her most urgent matter is to address the negative impact of losing two S-level projects. Her career ambition is so strong, Justin Huxley doesn't have enough charm to take precedence over her career."
"Alright, I understand, I will explain clearly to Matthew."
