Deep down, it was just an excuse to comfort James. Even Jacob was taken aback and thrown into a loss. He didn't know what to do at that moment.
Various thoughts and scenes flashed through his mind all at once. He calculated every possibility and recalled everyone's face when suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
Without wasting any more time, he called his assistant Cindy.
"I'm in the meeting room. I need to see you right now." Although Jacob's tone was calm, his words still sounded like a threat.
So, after the call ended, Cindy rushed to the meeting room, without a single halt just to get there as soon as possible.
The other employees who saw her run with all her might were aroused in awe and admiration. True enough, it was not really easy to be an assistant of the CEO.
Cindy was panting when she reached the meeting room. After gathering up her breath and fixing herself, she knocked on the door.
"Come in," Jacob invited in a calm tone. This scene seemed to be a déjà vu, but he couldn't point out exactly when this happened before.
"Mr. Jacob, what can I do for you?" Cindy asked eagerly after stepping foot inside.
"I want to ask you something, and I expect you'd give me an objective and fair answer." Jacob looked at Cindy straightly as he uttered that sentence.
And as Cindy met his gaze, she knew that whatever it was, this wouldn't be easy. "Yes, sir. I will do my best to––" She obviously wanted to show her loyalty to him.
However, before she could even finish her words, Jacob interrupted her with a gesture.
Because of this, Cindy awkwardly stood in front of him with her lips pursed into a thin line.
Jacob narrowed his eyes and stared at her for three seconds. Then, slowly, he asked, "Cindy, how have I been treating you?"
His sharp eyes carefully observed the change of expression on her face. Even the slight twitching of her lips wouldn't escape his sight.
Just moments ago, Cindy was extremely nervous, but upon hearing his question, she suddenly got confused.
"Mr. Jacob, what is this for? Are you suspecting me of something?" Cindy's face was stiff. Even if she had lost the document, Jacob wouldn't suspect her loyalty.
"No, I just want to know your opinion on how I have treated you in the past." Jacob sported a poker face, and no one could tell the emotion in his voice.
Meanwhile, Cindy gazed at him in a daze and found no trace of any antic or gag in his face. So, for a mere moment, she calmed down.
"You have been so nice to me, Mr. Jacob. But I don't know why you're asking me this question." Cindy swallowed and reverted back to being nervous again.
"Since I have treated you well, then why did this happen?" Jacob frowned, feeling too painful to address the elephant in the room.
Just now, he didn't want to admit that it was Cindy's fault, but her pitiful glance made his heart sink.
When she answered his question, she didn't even look at him. And right there and then, he confirmed that she was really guilty.
"Sir, no. It's not what you think!" Cindy almost yelled out of panic while her face flushed in embarrassment.
"Well, do you have any explanation? Tell me. I'd like to hear what reasons you have." With his hands on his chest, Jacob felt the chill run down his spine.
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