"Why did Justin Huxley suddenly change his strategy?"
Assistant Collins shook his head with difficulty: "I am not sure about this. If you need, I can have someone investigate the reason."
Maxim Sinclair raised his right hand and tossed the water bottle in his hand into the trash can not far away: "No need, I'll go and see for myself what exactly is going on."
"Okay, President Sinclair." Assistant Collins lingered a while longer and then, sensing the suffocating atmosphere, found an excuse to leave.
Just as he turned around, Maxim Sinclair called out to him: "By the way, how is Summer Lowell reacting to Justin Huxley's pursuit?"
The question he least wanted to answer arrived.
Assistant Collins inwardly groaned, then cautiously said, "Miss Lowell hasn't agreed or refused. Rumor has it that Justin Huxley has asked Miss Lowell to give him a chance, not to hurry in rejecting him."
Maxim Sinclair's gaze turned cold: "Justin Huxley wants a chance, and Summer just readily gives it?"
