"Who is it?"
Zoe Sawyer saw her frowning and asked, "Should I answer for you?"
Eve Sherman shook her head, "Forget it, it might be work-related."
She then answered the call.
"Mr. Sterling?"
"Hello, Miss Sherman."
It was very noisy on Finn Sterling's end, his voice still sounded carefree. Eve Sherman steadied herself, politely asking, "May I know why you're looking for me?"
"Your boss is drunk. Do you want to come over?"
"..."
Lucas was there, and she'd just left not long ago. How could Stellan Sutton be drunk so soon?
"Sorry, Mr. Sterling, I don't handle President Sutton's personal matters anymore. Please contact his special assistant instead."
"Come quickly, or I'll keep pestering you every day, catch you at your company, and ask you to treat me to dinner!"
After Finn Sterling finished speaking, he hung up directly.
Eve Sherman felt a slight headache.
"Who is it?" Zoe Sawyer asked curiously on the side, "Looks like you really don't like this person, huh?"
