Travis held an impromptu emergency meeting, with Sabrina participating.

Exiting the meeting room, Sabrina casually tossed the documents onto the table.

Before she could even lean back on the sofa, a man's cold voice echoed from behind her.

"Miss Navarro, come here."

Sabrina turned, only to see Travis's retreating figure.

Promised an easy job, she felt deceived.

She had already cut off all progress with Wright Creations.

She needed to find a ...