If Kevin Armstrong hadn't told her that this was her father's secretary, she would never have thought that the hunched-over man in front of her was the one she remembered.
Holding back her surprise, she sat down on the couch, wanting to know what had happened to the secretary.
But before Emma Richard sat, the man knelt directly in front of her, which made her a little unaware of what was wrong, and hurriedly reached out to help.
"You don't want to do that." Emma Richard squatted and tried to help her up, but instead she saw the tears on her face.
"Emma, it's me who's sorry for your father, it's me who's sorry for the company ......" she was a bit incoherent, ever since the incident at the company, she had been immersed in self-blame, not to mention knowing that Emma Richard had been se
