Charlotte Thompson didn't say anything, just glanced back nonchalantly at the people who were talking, her eyes calm and unaffected.
It was as if the people they were talking about just now wasn't her.
Sensing her gaze, the people finally toned down a bit and dejectedly closed their mouths, hailed a taxi, and left.
Those who work in the business world should have a bit of discernment.
They would gossip behind the back, but would never offend in person.
In a company where everyone has to face each other often, no one would be stupid enough to cause trouble for themselves.
Not a while later, a black Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of Charlotte Thompson. The car window on the driver's side rolled down, revealing Jack Bryant with a cool pair of sunglasses that finally gave him a slightly stern bodyguard look.