"It's already enough now that you've found out the child’s whereabouts, but finding the mother might cause you more trouble.
"It’s one thing if she wants to gain custody of the child from you, but another problem altogether if she insists on marrying you. You can't afford to get into such a drama like this, so..."
The assistant paused for a moment before finally saying, "I think you'd better stop looking for her."
Thomas took off his sunglasses to reveal his cold, emotionless eyes. "Do you think I'm afraid of such a consequence? Are you working for me, or am I working for you? Do I have to listen to your every word from now on?"
The assistant lowered his head. "I...I'm sorry. I'll do as you say..."
As soon as he finished his sentence, the elevator arrived on the first floor.
When the elevator doors slid open without warning, Thomas did not have the time to put his sunglasses back on.
Because of this, the woman waiting in front of the elevator managed to catch sight of his godlike, almost flawless face.
The woman standing in front of the elevator was thin, with skin so pale that she seemed to glow in the light.
However, she was not particularly pretty at all, just average and rather plain-looking.
At this moment, she was waiting for the elevator rather anxiously, as though something was on her mind. As soon as the doors slid open, she instinctively glanced into it and caught sight of Thomas.
Her gaze seemed to falter as soon as she registered his face.
A split second later, she lowered her head and turned away slightly to allow Thomas and the assistant to pass.
Thomas did not even give her so much as a glance. Instead, he put on his sunglasses haughtily and strode out of the door with his assistant trotting closely behind.
The woman remained motionless, staring dazedly in the direction Thomas had left.
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