Chapter 44 The Misunderstanding

Cordelia knelt on the ground, and from this angle, this position, their posture looked very ambiguous. Several executives had the urge to poke their own eyes out at this moment. Oh, God, they unintentionally stumbled upon their boss and secretary being intimate. If they angered Benedict, they would be in big trouble. "I didn't wear invisible glasses today. I can't see anything." "It seems like it's not time for the meeting yet. Let's go out and wait." "We might have remembered the time wrong..." The executives quickly played dumb and hurriedly walked out, making sure to help close the door. "Why did they leave? Aren't they supposed to have a meeting?" Cordelia picked up a pen, standing up. Her soft white face had a faint blush, clear eyes like a spring, a slightly upturned nose, and rosy thin lips. She had a natural and innocent look, completely unaware of anything unusual just now. She didn't understand those ambiguous thoughts. Benedict's face darkened, his suppressed anger