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.

slightly grim as displeasure laced

they not say anything, they even had to

was with Eunice, he could 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 Sawyer all this while, so she might be a

as Taylor was, he naturally got the gist of it at once. This

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

stumped Eunice, for she hadn’t

She sat quietly aside while listening to everyone else discuss the details

in a seething rage with

went to Nicholas’ office after seeing Eunice and the others off, and he stood hesitantly on the spot after reporting the

with a quirked brow upon

inclined to work with

he had obviously expected that from Eunice. “No need to bother yourself with

and returned to his

then, Nicholas’ phone, which he had placed on the desk, rang. It was a video call from