Chapter 210 United Pressure

• When Laurel got back to the office, a crowd was already waiting downstairs.
• “Ms. Clayton, we’re here under Ms. Robinson’s orders to talk business with you.” A sleek woman in a black skirt suit pushed up her glasses and stepped forward, her smile edged with mockery.
• Laurel lifted her bag, looked at her with a steady, serious gaze, then shifted her eyes. A dozen people stood behind the woman, all faces Laurel had seen before.