Chapter 152
The smile on Sherlyn’s face froze when Jeremy did not even react to her enthusiastic exnation. His
expression was stern and indifferent, which came off as intimidating.
Sherlyn did not try to force a conversation with him, so she eased some of her embarrassment by
turning to ask Xante. “Where is my assistant, Miss Xante? I need her to carry something for me!” Xante
seemed to have a bad feeling about how the situation was developing, but she adjusted her gold-
rimmed sses calmly and said lightly, “Your assistant has just left, Miss Sherlyn.”
Sherlyn frowned in dissatisfaction. “She left?! Where the hell did she go? How dare she run off without
even waiting for me toe back!”
Xante smiled politely and said indifferently, “I’m not privy to that, I’m afraid.”
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Sherlyn was already pissed that Corinne was requested to speak in a private discussion, and that
anger only escted when Corinne just left without saying a word. She immediately took out her cell
phone and called Corinne to question her.
Xante wanted to stop her from doing so, but it was too little toote.
Soon, Corinne’s head-pounding ringtone began to re from inside the office. “I’m not afraid, I’m not
afraid… To take a stand, to take a stand… It’s been a ride… Everybody…”
Sherlyn was taken aback and asked strangely, “My assistant’s cell phone is ringing from inside your
office, Miss Xante. She’s still in there, isn’t she?”
Xante’s expression fluctuated a little, but she covered it up with a professional smile. “Your assistant
has left, Miss Sherlyn, but it sounds like she forgot to bring her cell phone with her.”
Jeremy had an enigmatic expression as he remembered Moon the architect from earlier-behind that
gas mask was a pair of familiar eyes. He seemed to realize something as his pupils contracted slightly.
He then turned and headed back into the office so he could confirm his suspicions.
Upon seeing that, Xante moved forward to block the door and looked up at the client who was about
one head taller than her. “What’s the matter, Mister Jeremy? Did you forget something?”
Jeremy had a solemn gaze as he said coldly, “I have another idea regarding the Holden Building’s
design n, and I’d like to speak to Moon about it.
Xante adjusted her gold-rimmed sses and said with a smile, “Let me know your idea, and I’ll convey
your request verbatim to her.”
Jeremy narrowed his eyes. “Moon is inside across the door, so why is there a need for you to be my
messenger? You seem wary of me going in there again. Are you trying to cover something up?”
A stern expression shed through Xante’s eyes and she smiled again. “Please don’t get the wrong
idea, Mister Jeremy. What can I possibly be hiding from you? Moon is our group’s premier architect,
and you’re well aware that she’s currently suffering from some severe allergies. Her doctor has told her
to rest more and avoid overworking. If she copses, she won’t be able toplete your project, Mister
Jeremy, and the sole factor that makes our Newmoon Group stand
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out from others will be lost too! As a boss who shows empathy to their employees, my only hope is that
Moon will be able to get as much rest as possible, and that means refraining from bothering her when it
can be helped.”
Jeremy was unmoved, and his posture suggested that he was still insistent to go in. “I’m only going to
head in there to speak briefly with Moon, and I won’t disturb her for too long. Please move aside, Miss
Xante.” The impatience in his eyes was boiling over, and it took every fiber of being in him not to break
the door down.
Xante frowned and stood firm in blocking the door. “Mister Jeremy, I hope you’ll-”
During that stalemate, Corinne’s crisp voice came from the far end. “I’m here, Sherlyn!”
As soon as Corinne’s voice was heard, Jeremy and Xante-who were both in a stalemate-looked over at
the same time.
Corinne walked leisurely from the corridor on the left side of the office and even covered her mouth to
yawn.
Aaron, the vice president of Newmoon Group, was walking by her side.