Tristan Sterling glanced at him indifferently, the corners of his mouth curling into a faint arc.
"Really? Never heard of it."
His tone was full of undisguised contempt.
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Hugo Hart and turned his head to Vivian Sinclair, his voice still cold.
"Attorney Sinclair, there are some issues with the translation draft you submitted this morning."
Hearing it was a work matter, Vivian Sinclair instantly became nervous.
She immediately asked, "Mr. Sterling, which document has the issue?"
"Come to my office and we can discuss it."
He offered no further explanation, turning around and walked towards the elevator with steady and firm steps.
Vivian Sinclair quickly turned to Hugo Hart with an apologetic expression.
"Mr. Hart, I'm sorry, I have to attend to some work first, truly sorry."
Hugo Hart was understanding and waved with a smile.
"It's alright, go ahead, work is important. We can chat on WeChat later, no rush."
"Okay."
