At that moment, a young woman around twenty-five with long dyed hair and a professional skirt walked in from the secretary's office, carrying a cup of coffee. She stuttered nervously, "M–Mr. Harrison, your coffee."

Kevin frowned slightly, barely concealing his annoyance. He ordered, "Leave it on the table."

Susan, Kevin's new assistant, was filling in for Blake. She, clearly uneasy, placed the coffee down and asked, "Mr. Harrison, is there anything else? I still have some documents to print."

Kevin replied without looking up, "Go ahead."

Aware of Kevin's reputation as one of the toughest people to please at Jardin Corporation, Susan hurried out, relieved to escape his scrutiny. She knew that a single mistake could mean a scolding or even dismissal.

As Susan left, Kevin's voice halted her. "Have you contacted Ms. Dion yet?"

Susan reported, "Yes, Mr. Harrison, as per your instructions. Currently, she's on a business trip. No one, aside from you, has seen her for a while. I tried ca