"You're coming to help?"
Wyatt Crawford looked at her in confusion, "Your job is so good, you're giving it up? Aren't you usually quite busy?"
Eve Sherman was asked a series of questions by him and didn't want to continue talking, so she sighed and swallowed back the words that followed.
Only then did Wyatt Crawford sense something unusual, hurriedly stepped forward, and grabbed her hand, "Do you have something on your mind? If you have concerns, just tell me, I can help think of a solution!"
"It's nothing. Just lately I've been unhappy at work, that's all."
Eve Sherman shook her head and quietly drew her designs.
"Eve, just tell me if there's anything wrong. I think President Sutton is such a nice person. If you're unhappy with your current job, it must be because of your colleagues making you uncomfortable, right?"
"The matter seems both simple and complicated, you better not get involved, I'll handle it myself."
"Really, are you going to resign?"
