Chapter 45 I"m Helping Myself, Not You

"knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door. Iverson raised his eyes slightly and saw the woman behind Jamie. A refreshing blue and white color barged into his sight. Under the blue high-waisted jeans was a white lantern-sleeved shirt. She carried a simple, mature, intellectual, and elegant beige bag. "Mr. Byran." Her polite greeting ruined Iverson"s good mood as soon as she opened her mouth. Iverson frowned slightly. Amanda entered the office, and Jamie tactfully closed the door behind her. "Mr. Byran, I"m here to thank you. Thank you for helping me." "That"s all right. I"m not helping you. I"m helping myself." "Huh?" Amanda was confused. Iverson asked, "What"s your plan for the future?" Amanda thought Iverson was asking about her work, so she said thoughtfully, "Although I"ve left the Sean Group. Since I signed the project with the Byran Group, I"ll still be in charge of checkin