Florence was startled by the shout. She curled up behind the sofa and didn't dare to move.
"Do you want me to drag you out?" At this time, Evander's voice had been extremely cold.
Florence slowly stood up from behind the sofa and smiled awkwardly. "It's me."
"What are you doing in my study?" Evander stared at her like a cheetah staring at its prey.
"Steal, steal the business plan." Florence was frightened, but she still told the truth.
Evander narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You're honest. Which business plan are you trying to steal?"
Florence walked to the table, opened the drawer, and placed the business plan on the table.
The moment he saw the business plan clearly, Evander stood up from his wheelchair and pounced on her.
"Florence! Have you been putting on an act for the past fe
