Freya Morrison turned her head to look in the direction Oliver Charles had left.
He was standing by the elevator, impatiently looking back at her, as if waiting for her to approach.
Freya hurriedly spoke up, "I have nothing to do with Director Charles."
Having said that, she ran to Oliver Charles' side.
Mr. Charles squinted his eyes, standing in his spot, watching Freya's retreating figure, and eventually broke into a smile.
The person standing behind Mr. Charles was slightly startled, "Director Charles, how did you take notice of such a person?"
Mr. Charles smiled, "Her meeting notes didn't have a single word, it seems she's not proficient in this area. When has our Mr. Charles ever had someone like that by his side?"