The car slowly stopped at the gate of the Martins Hotel.


    In the car of Nic Clinton, anyone who paid a little attention to it would recognize it. The doorman of the hotel saw it from a long distance and came up in a hurry. “President Nic, this way please.”N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    After telling the driver to wait there, Nic Clinton entered the hotel.


    She entered the elevator of the hotel without looking sideways and went straight to floor 7.


    It was not until she stood at the door of Amelia Wytte’s room that Nic Clinton realized something.


    The doorman quietly stood aside and looked at his face. For a moment, he couldn’t figure out what was on his mind.


    It seemed that they were going to fight fiercely, but their expressions and expressions were not like that. Most importantly, they were hesitating at the door.


    It was really not in line with the fantasy of ordinary citizens in the capital city about Nic Clinton.


    After waiting for a long time, Nic Clinton finally raised her hand and knocked on the door.


    A clear female voice came from the other end of the line, “who is it? What’s up?”


    It sounded like she just woke up.


    Nic Clinton fell silent again.


    Amelia Wytte put on a coat quickly and walked to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw Nic Clinton standing at the door.


    When she was about to open the door, she stopped.


    “Nic Clinton?” She tightened her hand a little and her heart beat fast across the door. “Why are you here?”


    Nic Clinton’s face softened in an instant.


    His face was not as tense as before.


    He stepped back a little and regained his usual cold look. He said in a calm voice, “open the door.”


    After hesitating for a while, Amelia Wytte finally opened the door. She was about to say something, but when she saw the doorman standing not far away from Nic Clinton, she swallowed her words.


    “What’s the matter?”


    Nic Clinton waved to the doorman to leave. After he left, she looked at Amelia Wytte.


    She was wearing a light colored dress, only a thin coat on the outside, and a pair of disposable slippers of the hotel on her feet. Her hair was only roughly arranged, which looked fine at first nce, but when you looked carefully, you would find that it was a little messy.


    Nic Clinton frowned.


    “What are you doing here?” Seeing that he didn’t say anything for a long time, Amelia Wytte was a little impatient.


    The most important thing was that she couldn’t suppress the surging restlessness in her heart.


    Nic Clinton looked away and said coldly, “you’ve been absent from work for a long time. It’s time for you to go back to work, Amelia Wytte.”


    Amelia Wytte was stunned.


    She didn’t expect that Nic Clinton woulde to her for this.


    Nic Clinton said, “the car is waiting downstairs. You’d better go to thepany with me after washing up and changing your clothes.”


    Then she turned around and was about to leave.


    “Wait a minute!” Amelia Wytte bit her lips and stopped him.


    Nic Clinton turned around and asked impatiently, “any other questions?”


    “I…”


    She thought of how Laura Kent and Elena Kent treated her, and what Eden Hawk said yesterday.


    After a long while, she finally shook her head and said, “I won’t go back to thepany with you.”


    Nic Clinton frowned more tightly and was about to say something, but Amelia Wytte waved her hand and opened the door before him.


    “What’s more, I think neither MRs. Kent nor Miss Kent will want me to go back to thepany.”


    Nic Clinton’s face darkened.


    There was a dead silence in front of the hotel room.


    Amelia Wytte waited for a while, but there was no response. She nodded politely to him, took a step back, turned around and was about to go back to the hotel room.


    She stepped across the door with one foot, and her wrist was suddenly gripped.


    The man gripped her wrist tightly.


    “What are you doing?” Amelia Wytte snapped.


    “Come with me to thepany.” Nic Clinton was so determined that she apparently ignored Amelia Wytte’s previous words.


    He said, “anyway, you are still the employee of the Clinton group. It’s your responsibility and also your obligation to go back to work with me!”


    “Let go of me!” Amelia Wytte struggled two times, but the more she struggled, the tighter Nic Clinton held her hand.


    Her wrist was painful because of his grip, but she couldn’t get rid of him no matter how hard she tried. In the end, Amelia Wytte had no choice but to give up. She angrily shook her hand and resigned herself to his grip.


    The other elevators in the staircase had all reached dozens of floors, and it would take a lot of time to get down. When Nic Clinton and Amelia Wytte entered, an elevator happened to arrive here.


    Nic Clinton pressed the button.


    The next second, the elevator door opened.


    Eden Hawk was walking out with a steaming breakfast in his hand.


    When the four eyes met, there was a long silence.


    The air seemed to burst out dazzling sparks.


    Eden Hawk looked down at the wrist of Nic Clinton or Amelia Wytte. His face suddenly turned cold and said in a deep voice, “what are you doing?”


    Although they were not enemies, the two of them were always full of gunpowder when they met.


    Nic Clinton sneered, “what does it have to do with you?”


    Eden Hawk’s face turned even colder. He took a step forward and tried to take Amelia Wytte back from Nic Clinton.


    Before he could touch someone, Nic Clinton had already grabbed Amelia Wytte’s hand and turned her body slightly to avoid the attack of Eden Hawk.


    His face darkened.


    Half sideways, she stared at Eden Hawk and squinted slightly. “Mr. Gu, what are you doing?”


    “Let her go!” Eden Hawk gritted his teeth.


    “Ha ha.” Nic Clinton sneered, “Amelia Wytte is the servant of the Clinton family and an employee of the Clinton group. I’m taking her to work in thepany now. Which door does Mr. Gu want me to open?”


    Eden Hawk clenched his fists. Blue veins stood out on his forehead.


    Nic Clinton sneered again, “Mr. Gu, you’d better behave yourself. It’s not your turn to interfere in the Clinton family and the Clinton group.”


    “Only this time. Let me know next time.” He paused, with a hint of extreme danger shing in his eyes. Suddenly, his body approached Eden Hawk. He lowered his voice and threatened, “what I saidst time is not a lie.”


    Last time


    As long as I say a word, the Hawk family willpletely dere bankruptcy.


    Eden Hawk’s eyes widened.


    He wanted to say something more, but Nic Clinton left without hesitation, holding Amelia Wytte’s hand.


    The two entered the elevator. The silvery door mmed shut again,pletely separating his sight from the outside.


    He clenched his fists more tightly.


    Anger and uneasiness were constantly intertwined in her heart.