As they were talking, someone finally realized the unfamiliar woman's voice that had just been...
They all turned in surprise to look at the suddenly appeared Summer Shawcross.
"Who are you?"
They had been so engrossed in their discussion earlier that they hadn't noticed this girl suddenly appear.
Besides, ordinary employees weren't allowed on the top floor of the corporate building, so they weren't on high alert.
...
Being questioned like that, Summer Shawcross couldn't help but shrug somewhat helplessly, then gave them a smile and calmly spoke.
"The vixen you were just cursing."
As her words landed, the pantry immediately fell silent...
Several men, averaging above thirty-five years old, looked at the pretty, spirited young girl in front of them, all suddenly feeling awkward for a moment.
The girl looked no more than in her early twenties, and although she was pretty, she had no trace of vulgarity — quite the opposite, her demeanor was remarkably refined.
