Chapter: 2768

Glancing at the message briefly, she swiped it away, checked the time, and headed to her closet to pick out work attire.

In the secretarial department of Gibson Group, Queenie sat at her desk. She fixed uneasy gaze on the president's closed office door.

After a moment, she sighed and reached for her phone to call Bart, pursing her red lips.

Several rings later, there was still no answer.

Alberto hadn't shown up either. Bart didn't answer her call either.