###Chapter 17: Miss Fallen

The next morning, Eric walked into the office with a cool brow and looked coldly at his assistant. "Where's Cindy? Is she back yet?" Assistant Brown nervously holding a document in his hand, subconsciously swallowed, dryly opened his mouth, and said, "Miss Scott has not yet returned ...... but has found out where she is." Eric sat down in his seat, "Say it." "Miss Scott she ...... she got into Augusta Hills, I heard, is going to officially become a waitress on tonight ......" The document in his hand was fiercely squeezed by a pair of large hands, Eric's gaze was like a torch, which carried an icy feather arrow. "Waiter?" The assistant brown back was wet with cold sweat and nodded numbly. "Yes ......" "Heh." Eric sneered; his eyes quenched with cold ice. This woman, is sincerely against him, isn't it? The Augusta Hills is full of top business people, who don't know that Cindy used to be his woman? Now if it's not Eric's face, whose face is being slapped! "How much money d