Summer Shawcross came up to Mr. Zhao, shrugged her shoulders, and then spoke.
"Don't worry, I won't spill the beans to Noah Drexler."
She knew what he was worried about.
Mr. Zhao had been under Noah Drexler for many years, and his capabilities were naturally good, and he was quite loyal, so she hadn't planned to reduce Noah Drexler's proficient assistant.
Hearing Summer Shawcross's words, Mr. Zhao's face was full of distrust towards her.
"Don't trust me?" Seeing this, Summer Shawcross paused for a moment.
"Hmph, you say that, but who knows what you might do behind my back!" Mr. Zhao snorted coldly, his face full of disdain for her.
"I can't help it if you don't trust me." Summer Shawcross showed a helpless expression and was just about to leave when she suddenly remembered something, and in a teasing tone, reminded Mr. Zhao.
