On the executive floor, the hierarchy was strictly observed. When there was nothing to do, no one dared to go up to the highest level.
The door to the director's office was wide open. Luis had already been waiting there. Seeing Ruth and Brook return, he said cheerfully, "Your meeting went on for way too long. No wonder your stomachs are giving you trouble."
As soon as the office door closed, Brook felt a little awkward and wanted to leave.
Hela, however, spoke to her very kindly, "Brook, why are you so nervous? Have a little something. It's rare that this guy actually thinks to be thoughtful."
In truth, given Hela's current status and position, she didn't really care much about food or drink. Even if she did, she had plenty of money to spend.
With Hela's wealth now, what kind of fancy hotel couldn't she afford? What delicacy from land or sea wasn't within her reach?
