Summer Lowell felt like she was in an ice cellar and took a long time to find her voice: "President Norris, are you joking with me? This news can't be true, right?"
"Given the current situation, do you think I have the leisure to joke with you?" Noah's tone grew even more serious. "Summer, this makes Stellart lose two S-level projects under your watch."
Fully aware of this fact, Summer uttered a soft "mm" and fell into a long silence.
Over the phone, Noah couldn't help but feel worried when she didn't respond for a while: "Summer? How are you now?"
"I'm okay," Summer gave a bitter laugh, "just a bit troubled, not knowing how to explain to those colleagues who've been working themselves to the bone."
Noah sighed as well: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. No one wanted things to turn out like this. You just had a bit of bad luck; this wasn't your fault."
