Always Been Yours

Chapter 940 The Managing Director of Sawyer Group

The team frowned slightly upon seeing so, but neither of them said anything in the end. A few minutes later, footsteps could be heard coming from the other side of the door, and Eunice hurriedly fixed her hair while gazing expectantly in that direction.

Soon, the door opened, and Taylor entered with his assistant. “Sorry to keep you guys waiting,” he greeted the team with a professional smile.

The team was stumped for a moment before returning the greeting enthusiastically despite not knowing who they were dealing with.

Only Eunice was still reeling in bewilderment as her smile stiffened. “Who are you?” she questioned with a frown, displeased.

Taylor was taken aback for a second by the beauty before his eyes, and he introduced himself, not really minding her tone. “Cheverell. I’m the managing director of this company.”

But lo and behold, Eunice flew into a rage the next second. “I don’t care who you are. The person we’re meeting is supposed to be President Sawyer. Tell him to come and see us.”

Forget that she had deliberately come for Nicholas; she felt undervalued when the man sent a random guy to dismiss them.

Taylor’s countenance turned somewhat awful in turn. It was his first time being so disrespected after becoming a managing director.

team also turned slightly grim as displeasure

of who Eunice was, not only could they not say anything, they even had to

only go up to Taylor and apologize, “I’m really sorry, Mr. Cheverell. This is our CEO’s daughter, Miss Eunice. We have been liaising with President

the gist of it at once. This woman

contempt flashed across his eyes at that, and he said indifferently, “Is that so?

for she hadn’t

she had no choice but to put up with it. She sat

she left the building in a seething rage

Taylor went to Nicholas’ office after seeing Eunice and the others off, and he stood

a quirked brow upon noticing his

inclined

for he had obviously expected that from Eunice. “No need

acknowledgment and returned to his

phone, which he had placed on the desk, rang. It was a