Chapter 119

"Little Sarah, let’s go up?" James solicited Sarah's answer in a low voice. "Ms. York, please just go up, otherwise I..." the receptionist said and her head dropped lower. She really did not dare to say that James was the King of Hell right in front of his face, otherwise her job—which she had just only managed to save—would be gone again in an instant. "James, do you usually treat your company’s employees so harshly?" That female employee could not possibly be so scared witless just because she did not allow Sarah to enter the company. Her face was pale and her entire body was trembling! "No." James quietly turned to look at the female staff member, as if to ask, 'Did I even treat you that way?' The receptionist had a strong survival instinct, so she immediately clarified things on behalf of James. "No, Ms. York. Chairman Marshall is the gentlest chairman. Employees from all levels of employment in our company acknowledge that fact." After she completed her sentence, all she felt was