When going out of the office, Sarah's whole shoulder lowered decadently.
She had no extra expression, just like nothing happened.
Sandy stood at the door. When he saw Sarah coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward to help her. "Mrs. Andrew, are you ok?"
The atmosphere was so intense when they went in, and then the door was closed. No one knew what was going on inside.
He had seen Andrew's angry look several times. He won't beat people, let alone his woman, but as for others…
At first, his worried eyes fell on Sarah. But when seeing hickeys on Sarah's neck, the young man coughed a few times.
"I'm fine," Sarah raised corners of her mouth and squinted at Sandy. The bottom of her eyes was some trace of faint and dry.
Since he had already seen the marks on her neck, what else could Sandy say?
"I know, Mrs. Andrew. I have to go back to work."
"Wait."
Sarah immediately stopped him. She pursed her lips, and her eyes seemed to have struggled for a while.
Sandy didn't understand, so he asked, "Is there anything else, madam?"
She sighed lightly and laughed at herself. She folded her hands. "Well, Andrew just asked me to go to Marketing Department and get familiar with the situation before taking on the secretary position. Otherwise, there will be a lot of discussion about me in the company."
Although she said so, Sandy immediately questioned, "But it's the master's order..."
"Don't tell grandpa about it."
Sandy's frowning eyebrows were getting higher and higher.
"Why, madam?"
"No reasons. Mr. Wilson, please."
After that, Sarah took several things just taken from the table back. "When he thinks I can take on this position, I will come back. Don't tell Grandpa these days. The matter is between me and Andrew. Don't let him, an 80-year-old man, be annoyed"
When she left, Sandy was at a loss.
Marketing Department.
When she came to the department, compared with just now, the environment here was just like the obvious contrast between the heaven and the earth.
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