There was a vague sweet scent of plums.

It was sweet but not overwhelming.

Soon, the person fell to the ground. She quickly looked up at Stanley Batton and apologized. “I’m sorry… That wasn’t on purpose. I was in a hurry…”

With that, Cindy Dunn carefully stood up and acted as if she was greatly shocked. Then, she quickly backed away and pointed at Stanley. “You… Aren’t you our president?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Batton…” In the next second, Cindy quickly bowed deeply to Stanley…

Stanley had a cold