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Steve Burton furrowed his brows slightly and gave Maya Mitchell a look. Maya understood immediately, turning around to open the door to the conference
room.
It was Olivia Foster knocking on the door. Her normally neatly combed hair had fallen loose, covering both sides of her face.
Olivia didn’t even glance at Maya, simply brushing past her and walking directly in front of Steve, bowing her head as she stood there.
Steve was reviewing a document in his hands, and he only slightly lifted his eyelid to glance at Olivia before continuing to focus on the file without any reaction.
The expression on Steve’s face was very indifferent, making it impossible to discern his thoughts.
Olivia fidgeted with the hem of her clothes nervously, wanting to admit her mistake, but hesitated as she saw that Maya was still in the conference room. She then turned her head and glared at Maya fiercely.
When Maya made eye contact with Olivia, she immediately understood that Olivia was irritated by her presence.
Maya walked to the conference table, picked up her files, and softly said to
Steve, “Mr. Burton, I’ll be leaving first.”
Steve didn’t even bother to lift his eyes, just lightly hmmed in acknowledgment.
Maya turned around and gave Olivia a faint smile. Only then did she notice that both of Olivia’s cheeks, hidden behind her long hair, were red and swollen.
In an instant, Maya understood that Olivia had been slapped by someone, and the most likely person to dare to hit her was Ruby Gregory.
Hitting someone in the company… If Steve found out about it…
Ruby always acted wisely. If she dared to hit Olivia, then she must be sure that Olivia wouldn’t dare to speak up about the incident.
However, just because Olivia stayed quiet didn’t mean she had to.
Maya stared at Olivia’s expression for only a second, not even a full second before feigning surprise and blurting out as if unintentionally, “Olivia, your face—”
Maya’s words were very skillful; she stopped halfway through her sentence and immediately adopted an apologetic expression, closing her mouth.
Immediately after, Maya cast a sidelong glance at Steve out of the corner of her eye.
As expected, Steve lifted his eyelid and took a look at Olivia’s face.
Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Maya bowed her head, turned around, and walked out of the conference room.
The room fell silent once more.
Standing in front of Steve, Olivia bit her lower lip and then lowered her head, looking remorseful. She said, “Mr. Burton, I’m sorry, it was my mistake. I didn’t manage to get the materials to you in time at noon today..”