The assistant stood at the door, with a slightly complicated and strange face, and said.
"President, just now Miss Lynn was downstairs and said that she was waiting for you to go down. It seems that her situation is not very good."
The assistant didn't know how to describe it.
He just felt weird.
Was there problems of his investigation? The investigation didn’t mention that Shirly Lynn and Vichy had big fights when they met.
But Shirly Lynn looked so weird; it's obvious that something unexpected happened.
"Huh?"
Gim Hall's eyebrows wrinkled and his eyes darkened.
It's like undercurrent surging, and it's also like darkness coming straight with a substantial blade.
On the other side of the phone, the assistant felt the oppression contained in the "huh", and he hesitated for a moment
