Chapter 37 An Unexpected Turn of the Meeting

• The next second, Alex's cold voice put Mildred in the cruel realization that his words were directed at nobody but her. "Mildred, leave now."
• "Alex…" She turned to him as a flicker of disbelief flashed through her widened eyes, and she bit her lips in regret. "I haven't explained the project."
• A wrinkle formed between Alex's brows as he shot her an impatient glare and muttered, "You can leave it on the table."