"Um."
Alice Robinson handed the briefcase to the servant and walked into the hall with Christine Quinn arm in arm.
In the hall, Alice chatted with Mrs. Geoffrey and Christine Quinn about everything under the sun, and time passed quickly.
"I can't... Auntie, Christine, I can't chat anymore, I have to go to a meeting..." At this moment, Alice hurriedly stood up.
Christine Quinn stood up as well, anxiously looking towards the villa's front door, frowning in frustration. Why hasn't he come yet?
Seeing Christine Quinn's frustrated expression, Alice couldn't help but ask, "Christine, do you have something on your mind? You seem like you're in a hurry."
"No, Alice..."
Alice put down the briefcase handed over by the servant and supported Christine Quinn, "Christine, if you really have something urgent, tell me, I can ask the company's board to postpone the meeting."
