Job Transfer

Adrienne raised her hand and touched her cheek where Jefferson had just kissed her. She felt that her cheeks were burning. When Jefferson first came here, Quill had advised them to separate business from pleasure. It had only been a while, but Jefferson openly treated her this way. If someone else were to see it, they would be in trouble. However, she couldn't decide what other people wanted to say. As long as she knew that she and Jefferson had nothing to hide about their relationship, she didn't have to care about what other people think of them. Adrienne stopped thinking about it and planned to collect the autopsy report. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Zelson the moment she turned around. She greeted, "Mr. Zelson..." Zelson stood at the door of her office, and his eyes were fixed on her. His eyes were solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking. He did not respond even when Adrienne greeted him. She called out again, "Mr. Zelson, you're back." "Yes." Zelson came to his senses. He ca