Chapter 392 One Rotten Apple Spoils the Whole Barrel
- "Take it easy. I have a feeling they've come prepared, so we'd better not fall into their trap." Felicia patted Anastasia's shoulder.
- After entering the conference room, Anastasia looked toward the five people sitting there. There were two lawyers, two Savill staff, and the director.
- "Are you Anastasia Tillman, the person who stole my designer's work?" George sneered as soon as he saw Anastasia.