, but her mind was rapidly at work.
The indirect confession of the president last night, she had long recognized the president's special care for Assistant Carry; the consequences would be unimaginable if she knew what was on her mind just now.
She chuckled and said, "Mr. President, I was thinking about last night, that Director Moore, his character is not really good, he even... with his own secretary..."
"Alright, you may leave now." Wesley Foley had already picked up his coffee and brought it to his lips, his lowered gaze barely concealing his impatience.
Secretary Liu had initially made up an excuse to prevaricate, but as she spoke, she became more excited, forgetting that successful men dislike gossip, even if it's about their adversaries.
"Yes, Mr. President." Secretary Liu respectfully responded, turned away sheepishly, yet as she reached the door, Wesley Foley lifted his handsome face.
"Secretary Liu, has Assistant Carry not come to work yet?"
