The taxi drove off, and the assistant hurriedly chased it for two more steps.
"Hey, Ms. Acker, listen to me!" Unfortunately, the taxi had already gone far.
The assistant looked at the back of the taxi with a headache. Ms. Acker had left, how was he going to explain to the Boss?
Dragging on wouldn't solve anything, so the assistant had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk back. As he got into the car, he noticed the driver discreetly giving him a 'good luck' glance, causing his scalp to tense involuntarily.
"Boss, Ms. Acker just took a taxi and left." The assistant gathered his courage, cautiously facing the strong aura emanating from the back seat, and gingerly asked, "Boss, should we go after her?"
Damian Sinclair looked at the document in his hand without lifting his head, "Back to the hotel."
"Yes." The assistant didn't dare say more and immediately instructed the driver to head back to the hotel. They wouldn't be going to The Caspian Restaurant for the group dinner.
