Looking at the online insults, Evan Saint remained unchanged: "Let them make a fuss."
"But won't this affect the Madam..."
"Have Xenia ready to release an article anytime."
"Got it."
"Autumn Forrest and Linda really are persistent." Sparkle Gold shook her head as she scrolled through her phone.
Hearing her voice, Evan Saint's eyes darkened: "Don't look at your phone while going downstairs!"
Sparkle Gold, who was already not focused, panicked and lost her footing, almost falling.
Evan Saint quickly stepped forward and became her cushion.
"President!" Secretary Young rushed over, reaching out to help Sparkle Gold up.
Evan Saint shot a cold glance, making him quickly withdraw his hand.
"Evan Saint, are you okay?" Sparkle Gold quickly got up, looking at him with guilt.
"Help me up." Evan Saint frowned, looking like he fell hard.
Quickly helping him up, Sparkle Gold carefully asked, "Are you alright?"
"Not good."
