This kind of pressure was different from the feeling when Hamilton faced Eric just now.

Eric’s rage came from anger and unwillingness, as well as his sense of self-superiority and contempt for others.

However, Clayton was different. He was gentle but stern, and he made people feel oppressed by just standing there without speaking.

It was obvious who was stronger among them.

Hamilton subconsciously felt inferior to Clayton.

He did not dare to be sarcastic as he did to Eric.

Hamilton pursed his lips and nodded blankly.

Then, he took Chatty’s and Fischer’s hands.

“No worries, it’s my job. Goodbye.”

After that, Hamilton took two steps out and suddenly remembered something, so he looked back at Clayton.

“By the way, I’m Hamilton Scott, Ms. Stanton’s assistant… Don’t misunderstand our relationship. I just came here through the back door for an internship. I’m not her boy toy!”

Hamilton said this mainly because he was afraid that Clayton would think the same way as Eric.

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