This floor was where T Corporation''s housekeeping department was located. Pierre looked into the
office. There were a few middle-aged women who were wearing their uniforms sitting there.
The housekeeping department was the department with the least secrets in every corporation, and the
people received the lowest pay.
It was clear what Luke wanted to tell him by asking him to wait in the lounge of this department.
Pierre could not help but mock. “Very funny. Is Luke Crawford worried that I''d steal yourpany''s
confidential information? How dare he ask me to discuss matters with him in the lounge of the
housekeeping department?"
The security guards who were walking in front of him remained silent. They could not help but secretly
judge him. How shameless Pierre was. Some things were better left unsaid, but this man was blurting
everything out. Was he not ashamed of himself?
A guard pushed the door open when they arrived at the entrance of the lounge and invited them, "Mr.
Pierre, pleasee in."
Pierre looked at the humble-looking lounge and sneered. "What kind of lounge is this? Those who see
this would think T Corporation is a smallpany. Is this all T Corporation has? Didn''t thepany
just be partners with M Group? Is thepany short of money to decorate the lounge?"
The guards were secretlyining while they listened to Pierre''s sarcastic remarks.
Why were they the ones to take over the receptionist''s job?
They came with the thought of watching Pierre making a fool of himself while they followed Pierre. Now
that they were feeling helpless from getting provoked by Pierre''s words, there was nothing they could
do.
"Mr. Pierre, that''s up to them." The assistant could no longer bear it. If Old Master Mallory knew this
was how Pierre was acting when he was supposed to make things clear and apologize to Luke, he
would burn with anger.
Although it was Luke''s fault for making such arrangements, anyone would have done the same thing.
It was already kind of Luke to be willing to see Pierre. After all, stealing a bidding document was no
small matter. If not for Luke''s document, would Pierre even have the chance to join the bid for the
project?
Hence, Old Master Mallory''s assistant thought that Pierre should endure it.
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Pierre shot the assistant a cold nce. After he walked into the lounge, he could not help but mock.
"Those who don''t know you would think that you''re one of them."
"I''m Old Master Mallory''s subordinate," the assistant emphasized.
Pierre sneered, knowing that the assistant was reminding him that he was instructed to keep an eye on
him.
Pierre sat on the sofa and said to the guards, "I''d like a ss of wine."
The guards exchanged nces with each other. There was not much funding for the housekeeping
department. How could they have wine here?
"Are you telling me that a bigpany like T Corporation doesn''t have any alcoholic drinks?" Pierre
said disdainfully.
"T Corporation doesn''t have any wine here. If you''d like to have a ss of wine, I guess the Mallory
family''s manor would have tons of it." Luke''s voice came from the door. The two guards let out a sigh of
relief. They made way for Luke to enter the lounge immediately.
Pierre stared at Luke, who came walking in.
Luke looked spirited, and the prideful look on his face reminded him of the scene during the signing
ceremony.
Pierre had watched the live stream of the ceremony online. All he wanted to do was rip Luke into
pieces!
"Really? There''s no wine here? I heard that you''re a wine collector. What''s the matter? Is it because
you don''t feel like taking any out and sharing it with me? Then why don''t I buy it from you?" Pierre
mocked.
Old Master Mallory''s assistant, who stood behind Pierre, shook his head helplessly. With that attitude, it
looked like Pierre came here to look for trouble instead of to apologize.
"Not really. But mypany isn''t anything like yourpany, where drinking is allowed during working
hours. So, we don''t have wine here, not even a bottle. If you''d like to have a drink, I can ask someone
to buy it for you. What would you like to drink?" Luke sat opposite him with his legs crossed. He ced
his hands on his thighs, and he looked like he was sitting down for a negotiation.
The arrogant look on Pierre''s face turned gloomy once Luke deliberately taunted hispany. "No,
thank you. I didn''te here just for a sip of wine."
"Oh, really? I thought you came here to have a taste of the wine here. Sorry to let you down. But I
wonder if you''re encouraging the employees of yourpany to drink while they''re working if you keep
wine in yourpany? Will that affect the efficiency in the workce?" Luke questioned him with a
string of words without waiting for him to answer. Then, he added, "I guess it has affected the
efficiency. Otherwise, yourpany''s employees wouldn''t have ended up stealing the bidding
document I eliminated just because they can''t write a bid proposal."
Pierre clenched his fists. If it were not for the man behind him, he would probably throw a punch at
Luke''s face right now.
Old Master Mallory''s assistant noticed that there was something wrong with Pierre''s expression, so he
reminded him with a low voice, "Mr. Pierre..."
Pierre let go of his fists and clenched them tight again.
Pierre tried to put up with him, but what Luke said was provocative. The employees in hispany
were all graduates of famous universities.
However, due to thepany''s insufficient funds, he could only hire those who had just graduated.
The fresh graduates who just graduated from university had the knowledge, but they did not have any
experience. That was why they would ask for lower pay.
The employees who had just joined thepany were the first batch of employees, and no one was
there to guide them. There was no way they could write such aplicated bid proposal.
Pierre had thought of outsourcing, but someone showed him another way, iming that he had a way
to get T Corporation''s bidding document.
Pierre agreed to it as he was overpowered by his hatred for Luke. He thought of using T Corporation''s
bidding document to bring Luke to a dead end.
However, he ended up being framed.
“It was my mistake for trusting the wrong person. I came here to apologize to you today." Pierre forced
a smile. There was hatred in his eyes, and even his resentment for Luke came through in his words.
"Apologize? Wasn''t it you who gave the instructions to steal my bidding document?" Luke asked.
"It certainly wasn''t me. But I made a mistake in trusting someone else. As the boss, I''d like to
apologize." Pierre clenched his fists even tighter.
He wanted to punch Luke in the face, but he was not allowed to do so under such circumstances.
Luke nodded and looked at him, waiting for him to continue talking.
Pierre did not say a word. There was dead silence in the lounge.
Old Master Mallory''s assistant had no choice but to remind Pierre, "Mr. Pierre, aren''t you going to
apologize?"
Anger rose in him like a tide. Was it not enough? Pierre looked at Luke, rage pulsing through his veins.
It nearly consumed him, burning thest bit of his rationality.
However, Madam Mallory told him that he had to endure it. Otherwise, this matter would end terribly!
Hence, Pierre tried hard to put up with it.
"Mr. Crawford, I apologize for what happened. I''m sorry," said Pierre.
Luke could see how reluctant he was, so he asked, "Mr. Pierre, have you found anything about the
person who stole the bidding document?"
"I''m still on it," replied Pierre. He would need some time to look for someone to take the me for him.
After all, Old Master Mallory imed that he would hand this person over to the police.
Once this matter was left to the police, that would mean the person would be charged for breaking the
law.