After going upstairs, Kevin led Monica into Tristan's office. He was very courteous, "Miss Swain, please rest here for a while. Would you like something to drink?"
"No need, no need, you go ahead and do your work!" Monica turned to look at him, gently saying, "You were right by his side when he answered the video call just now, hurry up! Don't mind me!"
"Alright then, please make yourself comfortable. I'll take my leave first." Kevin turned and left.
The room's decor caught her attention. Tristan, being so young, had surprisingly good taste. The office's style mirrored his personality, projecting a sense of stability and grandeur.
Back in the conference room, Tristan quietly asked Kevin, "Did you bring her up?"
"Yes, I've asked her to wait in your office. She seems to have made soup for you." Kevin reported quietly, "By the way, I saw Camille downstairs earlier. It seemed like..."
"What did she come for?" Tristan's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at Kevin. Hadn't they already finished discussing business matters?
"She seemed to be giving Miss Swain a hard time." Kevin felt that it was necessary to report this since he was aware of it.
Upon hearing this, Tristan's expression darkened, and he lost his composure. In the middle of the ongoing meeting, Tristan pulled out his phone and dialed a number. The authoritative aura he projected was rather intimidating.
At this point, the executives' discussions paused again, as no one knew what had happened. Shortly after, they heard Mr. Norwell instructing the person on the other end of the phone, "Have Camille stay, I need to speak with her."
After ending the call, Tristan stood up and said to Kevin, "Please compile the statements of the executives and report them to me. I'll leave first."
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