Watching Sophie's timid figure trailing behind the chairman, the colleagues' chat group immediately exploded:
"What's going on? Sophie came out of the general manager's office looking dazed—"
"Isn't Sophie the airborne soldier brought in by the chairman? How come she's getting scolded too?"
"From the tone, it sounded pretty harsh. Little Sophie might be in big trouble..."
"But honestly, these past few days Sophie has indeed been slacking off at work, though she used to be very serious and responsible!"
"Probably the general manager finally couldn't stand her anymore and wants the chairman to reassign her?"
............
In the conference room, Jonathan reverted to his amiable demeanor, lifting his eyes to look at Sophie. "Don't worry, the specialist will arrive in about ten days or so. Your mother will be saved."
Sophie nodded.
"There's something I've been wanting to ask—"
"Hmm? Uncle Jonathan, what is it?" Sophie blinked.
