“Mr… Mr. Spader…”
The two receptionists were so terrified that they could barely speak, and their faces turned visibly pale.
Brad was famously strict and impartial. If they were fired, they’d lose the chance to work here forever.
The pay here was simply too tempting to lose.
Brad’s cold, sharp gaze fell on them as he asked, “Who spread the rumor you just mentioned? You’d better tell me the truth.”
The receptionist on the left gathered her courage and said, “Mr. Spader, we just heard it when we were in the pantry. People were saying that the woman beside Mr. Schmidt seduced him, then gave him her design drafts because she wanted to become the company’s chief designer. That’s what everyone’s saying.”
“Of course, it was wrong for us to spread rumors, Mr. Spader. Please give us another c
