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Autumn swept Logan with a gloomy glance.
“How much is your monthly salary as an assistant? You offend people so easily. Aren’t you afraid that if
Nicole doesn’t want you, you’ll have nowhere to go?”
Logan smiled. “Sorry, I’m on an annual salary package and signed a lifetime contract.”
Logan was the only person in Stanton Corporation who had special treatment.
Autumn was furious and looked away, refusing to say another word.
When she arrived at the place, Logan took her to an office and let the female secretary search Autumn’s
body.
Autumn did not prepare anything out of the ordinary and came empty-handed. She only had some
cosmetics and a phone in her bag.
Only then did Logan take her back on the elevator and go to the floor where Nicole was on.
Logan knocked on the door. When Nicole said “come in”, Logan opened the door and let Autumn in.
He swept a glance at the meeting room and saw only Nicole sitting there and Luca playing games with
his head down in the corner, whose presence could be ignored.
Logan did not ask where Clayton went and presumed that Clayton was in the lounge.
Nicole raised her eyes and indifferently swept a glance at Autumn.
“Ms. Ferguson, what’s the matter that you had to repeatedIy barge in here? D id you come to tell me
where the reporter is? Would you be so kind?”
There was no hint of politeness in Nicole’s tone.
Nicole did not believe that Autumn took the initiative to come over to her just to help her. It was a good
thing if Autumn did not help out.
Autumn paused. After having her innermost thoughts exposed by Nicole in the bar last time, Autumn
seemed to have lost her head start. The feeling of shame lingered in Autumn’s heart. She could not think
about anything else and only stared at Nicole. Autumn laughed and forced herself to relax.
“What you want most at the moment is to find that reporter, isn’t it?”
Nicole raised her eyebrows. “So?” “I know where he is,” Autumn said.
Nicole smiled, with a bit of mockery on her face.
“I know that you know, Ms. Ferguson. Do you think that I can’t find out?” Nicole said as she stroked the
rim of the warm coffee cup in front of her. Her slender and delicate fingers traced over it like a work of art.
Nicole’s tone was slow and threatening.
“It’s best that you have nothing to do with this matter. If I do find out anything, I won’t be polite.” Autumn
stiffened fiercely. Her pupils shrank slightly.
She suddenly realized that this matter was not that simple. What Nicole wanted to investigate was not
just that reporter’s whereabouts to solve the urgent problem, but she also wanted to know who was
actually behind this, and Autumn was very suspicious.
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