Dirk Carter moved the chair he was sitting on to the doorway.
The woman sat down boldly.
She crossed her legs.
Coughed and reached out toward Jamison Hendricks, saying, "Alright, start your performance now."
Jamison Hendricks was furious.
A dignified department-level cadre, how could he be humiliated by a woman?
He immediately pulled out his phone.
Just as he was about to dial, Hywel Sutton stopped him.
He snorted coldly, "Director Jamison, this is my turf after all. There's no need for you to deal with a clueless little girl. Let me handle it. I'll call my brother Shark."
"Fine, then call Shark over. Once this bitch is here, I'll shut her mouth. We'll see if she dares to speak out of turn again."
Jamison Hendricks was lecherous as he said this.
He straightened his back, making it easy to guess what he meant by shutting her mouth.
After saying that.
Hywel Sutton walked to the side to make a call.
In no time at all.
Hywel Sutton hung up the phone.
