Charlotte Thompson acknowledged with a sound, but she didn't care about whatever expression the young girl might have behind her back. The only thing Charlotte cared about were the drafts.
After hearing the door close, Charlotte Thompson couldn't help but look up and ultimately, she couldn't help but sigh.
Florienna Ellis, upon leaving Charlotte Thompson's office, turned to look at it and let out a cold huff through her nose.
"Who do you think you are? If it weren't for Mr. Battleson, no one would pay any attention to you."
Florienna Ellis tidied up her long hair and walked back to her workstation in her high heels.
Everyone in the design department was working overtime because the current drafts were very important.
"Didn't you just go to Miss Thompson's office? Did the drafts get approved?" The designer who was originally in charge of this design, Zhou, asked Florienna Ellis as soon as she returned.
