After two seconds, she hurriedly reached out to take the cup, showing him a smile, "Okay, Mr. Drexler!"
After saying this, she turned with the teacup and left the room, closing the door behind her.
She stopped in the corridor, glanced down at the tea Noah Drexler hadn't touched, still warm.
It just so happened that she was already thirsty. She couldn't help but cough a moment ago because she hadn't had much time to drink water all day, and her throat was too dry.
Thinking about this, she simply lowered her head, lifted the teacup, and took a sip of the tea.
The taste of the tea was sweet and quite refreshing, particularly thirst-quenching.
She pursed her lips and drank the rest of the tea.
...
Inside the room.
"I really couldn't tell, Mr. Drexler is quite considerate of his subordinates," Yancy Shaw glanced at the door that had just been closed and joked, a hint of surprise on his handsome face.
