Clarissa's eyes darkened slightly.
After a while, she said in a deep voice, "Isn't that better? It has been five years since that happened. Originally, I didn't want to care about it anymore. But since they want to mention it and make me embarrassed deliberately, I shouldn't show them any mercy, should I?"
Lauren was a little stunned.
"Clarissa, have you thought of a way to deal with them?"
Clarissa smiled.
"You'll know it that day."
Time went by very quickly, and a week had passed in the blink of an eye.
It was Christmas in two days. In the president's office in the Jordan Group, Anderson looked at the scarf hanging on the shelf and smiled.
He called David and asked him to come in.
"Mr. Jordan, what can I do for you?"
Anderson asked, "Have you finished what I asked you to do?"
