Chapter 1313

She stood in front of them, holding a trash bag, with no intention of striking up a conversation. Conrad stared at the back of her head, feeling a slight headache coming on again. Whenever he saw this woman, his emotions became uncontrollable. “Sir, are you okay?" Tiger noticed that Conrad had sweat forming on his forehead, which was unusual for such cold weather. "It's nothing," Conrad replied, casting a quick glance back at Fia, who was sizing him up, trying to remain calm. Tiger suddenly glared at Fia and asked, "Miss, are you acquainted with Mr. Maxwell?” “Not at all.” Fia turned her head away. Having not met for five years, Tiger was not as even-tempered as he had been in the past and was like a porcupine. “Then you…” The conversation was interrupted as the elevator doors opened on the next floor, and a tall, slender woman, wrapped up like a dumpling, entered. "Good morning, Ms. Sia." She greeted her. "Morning," Fia replied with mixed feelings. It seemed like everyone l