"Who is Stella?" Viola blurted out.
Grey took a glance at her with a faint expression, "The daughter of an employee in the group."
"Why are you reading the medical history list of an employee's daughter? Who is the employee?"
Hearing this, Grey closed the document in his hand and put it on the medical history list. In a tone with some inviolability and sharpness, he asked, "Do I need to tell you every single thing?"
Viola's face stiffened, "No, that isn't what I mean, I simply ask only."
"You've asked too much," Grey was already quite impatient, "I have things to do. The appointed meal with Harrison is dinner. You just go directly later, I'lI be there on time."
This was apparently an order to let her leave.
Viola instantly regretted asking too much without thinking.
