The hostility deepened.
She was originally guessing Joanna Lawrence's identity.
Now that she heard Joanna say she was also coming to talk business with Ashton Heath, her tone involuntarily cooled.
She looked at Joanna's attire, and her sharp, unkind gaze fell once again on Joanna's beautiful face, which made even her, a fellow woman, feel amazed. A trace of jealousy and dissatisfaction quickly passed through her eyes.
She wondered which company this girl belonged to.
She looked like an intern who hadn't graduated yet.
How could a company send such a girl to talk business with Ashton Heath?
Did she look like someone who could talk business?
Or was she relying on her face to do the talking?
Thinking about this, the woman's eyes couldn't help but reveal some contempt, and her tone became a bit unpleasant: "Miss, since you were sent by the company to discuss matters with President Ashton, you represent your company's image."