Everyone secretly eyed Luna from the corner of their eyes when she returned to the design department, trying to see the disappointment on her face after their president reprimanded her.
However, there were none.
Luna calmly carried the pile of documents back to her desk.
Bonnie, next to Luna, pushed up her glasses as she looked at Luna carefully. "Did the proposal go through?"
Looking at Luna, she did not look like she got scolded.
It was worth mentioning that a few designers had gone to the president's office and came back with a scolding before Luna went.
Some with a fragile ego went in with full confidence only to come back in tears.
According to rumors, Joshua, the president, would never lose his temper. He would only use his deadly cold glares. It was so terrifying they would automatically admit to their mistakes.
Every lady who went to the president's office swore that they would never head back there again.
However, Luna looked...
Was it because the proposal had been approved, and that was why Luna looked so calm?
"No,” Luna flatly replied, then she poured herself some tea. “The president said that there are quite some issues with it."
Bonnie paused for a while. She subconsciously said with a suppressed voice, "You...didn't get scolded?"
"Why should I get scolded? I did nothing wrong."
Luna picked up the teacup and took a sip. She stood u p and was about to head to the director's office.
When Shannon saw Luna enter her office, she stopped what she was doing.
"What did the president say?"
Luna opened the document and placed Joshua's written note that he copied from her in front of Shannon.
"From Mr. Lynch."
Shannon furrowed her brows. The moment she glanced at the paper, her face changed into a palette o f colors.
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