CHAPTER 593

The man who stepped in was the deputy manager of the corporation. He'd received word that Belinda, the head of HR, had spoken out against him to Mr. McMillian, blaming him for the recent staff changes in the company.

He had just intended to step in and defend himself, but instead, his attention was caught by the sight of a young woman lounging on the couch. She was engrossed in her phone with one hand, and in the other, she held a bag of potato chips, munching away without a care in the world.

Max froze in disbelief. Who on earth was this girl? How could she be so bold as to eat junk food on Mr. McMillian's priceless leather couch? Everyone knew that Mr. McMillian not only kept his distance from women but was also a bit of a clean freak.

If even a single crumb of her chips fell onto Mr. McMillian's expensive carpet, she wouldn't be getting away with it.

Yet there she was, eating her chips as if she didn't have a single worry in the world.