Ira's pov
As I watch her leave in such a hurry, I wonder: is it very hot? Why did her face look so red?
I quickly took out my cell phone and reported, "Miss Trista went there alone."
"Leave her alone."
I was a little confused after I hung up the phone.
Trista's point of view
When I walked into the jewelry design department, I saw a luxurious office. It was spacious and bright, and the European-style office atmosphere was very good.
There were eight colleagues, and each of them seemed to be independent and far away from the work area.
I nodded politely to my colleague inside. Regardless of whether anyone saw me or not, I followed the sign to the deputy director's office and knocked on the door. "Hello, Ms. Sylvia. I new here, Trista. ."
I waited for a while, but there was no sound. I looked around in confusion. Everyone was very busy, and no one was telling me what had happened. I gathered my courage and knocked again. "Mrs. Sylvia, are you in there?"