CARTER GROUP INTERNATIONAL
Ryan looked down at the short woman standing in front of him.
She was small.
Messy.
And very loud.
No one in his entire life had ever spoken to him like that before, especially not with such loudness and messiness, which made the scene more intense and revealed her boldness.
Not his employees.
Not his partners.
Not even his parents.
He studied her quietly, eyes cold, expression unreadable.
The woman, however, was still breathing heavily, clearly offended.
Ryan glanced to the side. His secretary stood stiffly beside him, face pale, eyes wide with panic.
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