Charlotte's hand was still holding the elevator door. She looked up and asked, " Mr. Langley, please?"

There was nothing more to talk about.

Jason walked out with a much colder look on his face.

Only sounds of clicking keyboards and occasional turning pages were heard in the large president's office, which made the space emptier.

Charlotte's working desk was quite clean, where only a stack of documents for handover gathered by secretaries. She spent more than half an ...