CHAPTER 599

At that moment, a noticeable commotion arose from the first floor.

A good number of people turned towards the noise, only to see Jennifer striding into the cafeteria entrance, a designer handbag swinging from her arm, exuding an aura of undeniable presence.

Several veteran employees greeted her, their voices filled with a warm familiarity:

"Ms. McMillian."

"Ms. McMillian, it's been a while since you last visited the corporation."

"Have you had lunch yet? I can get a few of your favorite dishes."

"It's been a long time, Ms. McMillian—"

"What brings you here today?"

"We've missed you."

Jennifer's face was icy, her eyes colder still.

"I heard someone's taken a fancy to my son. Thought I'd come and see."

She had her insiders within the corporation, and she'd heard of a woman who'd stirred up the entire corporate security. It seemed to be related to her son.