chapter 9 Want to monitor me? Maybe next life!

Behind the surveillance is the office of the president of the Bryans Group. Nolan Sutton, the assistant who was monitoring Charlee Ford's movements with a tablet, was shocked when she saw this scene. However, when she looked again, Charlee Ford was wiping away her tears and crying. It was as if that gaze was just an illusion. William Bryan, who was handling the documents, noticed Nolan Sutton's unusual behavior. He looked up and asked, "What's it?" "Well, young mistress, she ..." Nolan Sutton replied immediately, but he remembered the look in her eyes just now, and didn't know what to say. "What's the matter with her?" William Bryan put down his pen and held out his hand. "She's all right." Nolan Sutton handed the tablet over and calmed himself down. He had been assigned to monitor the young mistress for three days. The young mistress, the president's wife, looked like a normal person except when she was sleeping. The rest of the time, she didn't look like a normal person at all