Leonardo had already left.
But when he thought of what Vicky had done last time, he drove back.
As a result, he saw this good show.
Apart from his mother, this was the first time he had been protected by a woman.
This feeling was wonderful.
Summer was wearing shoes with thick heels of three or four centimeters high. The stepping didn't hurt much.
However, Vicky was unreconciled. Summer had always been humble to her, but she dared to step on her now!
When Vicky ran into the Jarrett Group's hall, Summer had just arrived at the elevator.
Summer turned around and smiled provocatively at Vicky before entering the elevator.
When Vicky arrived there, the elevator was already up.
Summer went straight to Lynn's office after leaving the elevator.
She remembered that Lynn called her last Friday and said he would talk about her skipping work at the company on Monday.
After a while, Lynn arrived.
Behind him was Vicky.
They didn't know Summer was in the office beforehand. Vicky was still complaining to Lynn, "Dad, Summer has gone too far. Although I lose my temper sometimes, why does she treat me like that? I'm the manager of the project department of the company. It's fine if she doesn't respect me. But I'm afraid she doesn't even respect you..."
Summer sat on the sofa and tilted her head to look at them innocently as they walked in.
What Vicky said was wrong. She was not bad-tempered, but malicious.
"Vicky, what you said is wrong. The person I respect the most is our father."
Hearing Summer's voice, they discovered that there was someone else in the office.
Vicky's eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost. "Why are you here?"
"Dad has something to tell me, so I came here to wait for him." Summer smiled innocently.
Vicky believed that Summer had always pretended to be obedient before.
Lynn had just heard Vicky's complaint against Summer, and thus he was angry. Upon seeing Summer, he looked sullen. "Who allow you to go to the president's office?"
"Sorry." Summer stood up and walked out, closing the door.
Lynn and Vicky looked at each other, not knowing what Summer was up to.
In the next moment, Summer knocked on the door.
Summer said politely, "President, I'm Summer. May I come in now?"
Lynn felt a headache out of anger. He sat down behind his desk. He raised his hand and pointed at the door, "Vicky, let her in."
Vicky was as angry as Lynn. She reluctantly shouted at the door, "Come in."
Summer did not open the door.
Vicky walked over and opened the door, but she didn't see Summer.
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