In the restroom, Stephanie had already made five or six calls, each time getting hung up on.
Despite her efforts to remain calm, she was starting to get worried. Then, suddenly, the call went through.
An impatient male voice came through the phone, "What's up?"
Stephanie sniffed and pitifully said, "Silver Fox..."
Well, only calling him Silver Fox when you need something, huh?
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Sebastian's face, "What do you want? Just say it."
"Silver Fox... I was wrong today. I shouldn't have had such a bad attitude towards you and called you an old pervert. I swear I'll never call you that again, nor will I go against you..."
In front of the conference table, many high-level executives curiously watched as their president actually took a phone call during such an important meeting.
Who could be so important that it made the president break his rule?
Sebastian directly ignored those curious gazes, flicked his fingers on the conference table, and raised his eyebrows, asking, "Are you sure you can do it?"
"Silver Fox, I guarantee it!"
"What's next?"
"Then I want to ask Silver Fox for a favor..."
As expected. She must have run into trouble again, needed his help, and that was why her attitude was so much better. Not only did she stop calling him old pervert, but she also apologized.
This girl was really impressive at being able to bend when necessary!
Sebastian initially wanted to refuse directly. Why should he help her with her problems when she kept insulting him? Did he look like someone who dealt with people's troubles for a living?
But the words on his lips turned into, "What do you need help with?"
He didn't agree. He just wanted to know what happened.
"Well, today I went shopping with my mom, and then she saw a dress she liked..."
Hmph. Are you out of money? Sebastian sneered in his heart.
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