"We're now in a superior-subordinate relationship, I'm your secretary now, and if you bully me, that's violating the rules," Summer Shawcross bit her lip, pretending to threaten him fiercely.
"So what?" Noah Drexler raised his eyebrows with an amused expression.
"I'll report you and expose your true colors."
Her self-assumed ruthless demeanor made her look like a feisty little kitten in his eyes.
"Who do you plan to report me to?" He teased, curling his lips, continuing to question her.
He was quite curious, as he held the most power and authority in the entire group, where else could she report him?
"..." His question stumped Summer Shawcross, and after considering thoroughly, she was left speechless, feeling rather aggrieved.
Indeed, she couldn't find anyone to report him to...
Her aggrieved expression softened Noah Drexler's heart.
He retracted his playful expression and released his hand from her waist, his demeanor turning slightly more serious.
