"Oh, Director Bates, you're too kind, please have a seat."
The person who stood up to greet her was none other than Freya Bates, who had previously been kicked out by Jocelyn Tate.
Compared to the confident director she once was, Freya Bates now appeared somewhat haggard, her brows knit with worry.
"Mr. Young, don't call me Director Bates anymore, just call me Freya. After all, I'm no longer a director."
When saying this, Freya looked very dejected.
Dwight Young hurriedly said, "Director Bates, what are you talking about? You were fired by that little girl Jocelyn, not by our group. In my heart, you'll always be that energetic Director Bates."
These words.
Really touched Freya.
She quickly invited Dwight Young to sit down.
The young woman Dwight brought with him sat between the two of them.
When the woman came in, she wore a trench coat.
Since the room was air-conditioned,
she took off the trench coat.
As soon as she sat down, Freya's gaze was involuntarily drawn to her.
