She raised her head and looked in Peach's direction to find that the little girl's head was almost lowered under the table, trembling.

Ugh.

It was normal to be afraid of Shawn.

Gale recalled that when he first met Shawn, she was also terribly scared. One could have nightmares for days after meeting him.

Unexpectedly, she could speak to Shawn in this tone now.

Life was really impermanent, and fate was funny.

Gale understood Peach, so she dropped her aggression so as not to leave a psychological shadow on her.

Gale asked, "Does Mr. Wood have any instructions? If not, please leave as soon as possible, don't affect me… and everyone's work."

"Did I affect your work?"

"Yes."

Shawn did not argue with her, his deep eyes swept across the jewelry department. "Who is affected by this? ​​Stand up."

Who would dare to stand?

Who would not value their job?

Entering the Wood Group to work was a golden job that one can only dream of!

Gale was speechless.

Forget it. No one could reason