Chapter 1608: Continuous Slap in the Face
He first looked toward the investigators with a head full of sweat, then grabbed Skye Lawrence’s sleeve with both hands, his voice trembling uncontrollably as he said to her, "Vice President, you have to help me. You can’t just let them take me away like this, Vice President."
Most of the shareholders had not yet left and were now looking in their direction. Additionally, with the company secretary present, there were quite a few people in the conference room. The Public Relations Director speaking so openly undoubtedly gave Skye Lawrence a resounding slap in the face.
Skye Lawrence swept her beautiful eyes over him, frowned, and signaled him to calm down. "Let go first."
"No, no, if I let go, I’ll be taken away. Vice President, you can’t ignore me. Everything I’ve done was to help you. You know it best in your heart." The Public Relations Director was already so frightened that his legs were trembling; he couldn’t calm down at all and said everything, regardless of whether he should, "Vice President, are you really going to abandon me now? This is not how you burn bridges after crossing them. I can’t influence the shareholders’ meeting vote results. You can’t just abandon me because of this..."
The shareholders’ meeting vote results...
It was as if Skye Lawrence had been slapped hard in the face, and the person who did it was one of her own.
She was in no mood to care about the multitude of gazes from all directions. Her chest felt like it was burning, but she couldn’t vent at this moment.
Idiot!
The Public Relations Director wasn’t an idiot; he was scared. He was merely acting on a survival instinct. He clung tightly to Skye Lawrence’s sleeve and, in his panic, thought, "Could it be Young Master Lawrence? Did he send these people? Vice President, please beg Young Master Lawrence for me, ask him to spare me this time."
Skye Lawrence’s face turned from green to white, extremely embarrassed.
All the blood in her body seemed to flow backward, her heart suddenly clenched to the extreme. She no longer gave the Public Relations Director a chance to speak. Making a swift decision, she tore him off, raised her hand, and slapped him hard.
"Slap!" The sound was thunderous!