"I heard something, it's about the last design competition. Apparently, the design was bought."
Edwin Blake frowned, "No, how did she know what the competition was about?"
"Orchid is the international chairperson; whenever she's present, there's room for improvisation. I think Miss Sutton knew about this, so..."
Harry Ross knew this news wasn't good.
But he still chose to speak in front of Ivy River.
At least it showed he respected her, seeing her as President Blake's Madam from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, got it. You investigate it later and let me know when you have the results."
Edwin Blake appeared very calm.
The calmer he was, the more frightened Harry Ross became.
"President, you're not thinking poorly about this, right? Seriously, it's just a woman—you don't have to dwell on it..."
Edwin Blake listened to the senseless consolation, "Do you really think me incapable of controlling my emotions?"
