Summer Lowell was forcibly taken by him to the twenty-seventh floor of the Sinclair Group. As they went up, Maxim Sinclair personally introduced her: "The entire eastern half of the twenty-seventh floor is allocated for you to set up a studio."
"Why does this studio have to be inside your corporate building? Don't tell me this studio is affiliated with the Sinclair Group?"
"Don't you know the saying about how it's good to have a big tree to shelter under?" Maxim Sinclair didn't see anything inappropriate with his arrangement. "With me as your support, no one without insight will come to bully or frame you. You can focus on your career; I see you really want to win an award, right?"
"Since you're so impressive, why don't I design a piece of jewelry, and you just prop me up all the way to the awards podium? Wouldn't that work?" Summer Lowell didn't care that others were standing nearby, directly mocking him, "After all, you are really amazing."
