I remained silent.


    Zane calmly said, "We should go."


    I was in a bad mood when we arrived at thepany. As such, I went to my cubicle, opened myputer, and buried myself in my drawings.


    I felt much better after finishing thest sketch. I then proceeded to color the sketches.


    ...


    Sitting in the meeting room, Zane opened several tforms to check Annalise''s data. He gathered that Annalise was not only dedicated but also very serious about her drawings.


    Although the story was lighthearted and slice-of-life, readers started following it even without promotion since there was a new mini-story each day. Some even leftments, saying they looked forward to her updates. Zane lightly tapped the table with his finger. Then, he took out his phone and messaged Eric. "We can have someone start nning promotional strategies for Annalise''sic."


    "Mr. Huxham." Yvonne knocked on the door before directly opening it without waiting for Zane''s response.


    She walked straight to Zane''s side. "Annalise''sic has no appeal."


    Zane didn''t say anything in response, merely looking at her coldly. He was always like this in thepany-reserved and aloof, exuding authority effortlessly.


    "It won''t thrive even if you throw resources at it," Yvonne said nervously.


    Then, she mustered the courage to continue. After all, she needed to secure resources for Jessica. "And I just signed aic with great potential. If promoted well, it will undoubtedly make money for thepany." Yvonne let out a breath of relief after speaking.


    Even if the purpose of Zane''s founding of theicpany was for Annalise, a businessman would always choose to profit.


    Zane would definitely want to make money-that was what Yvonne believed.


    She thought that as long as she could ensure that theic she endorsed would bring great profits to thepany, Zane would surely-unconditionally-hand over all of thepany''s resources to her control. "Who allowed you toe to me?" Zane''s voice was emotionless, yet it exuded an inexplicable pressure. "Do I look free to you?"Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    Yvonne froze.


    Zane looked at Eric, who had just entered. "Didn''t you tell the new employees that they shouldn''t disturb me during work hours?"


    Cold sweat began to drip from Eric''s body as he looked at Yvonne, mouthing a reminder for her to leave right away.


    Yvonne''s mind went nk for a moment. Then, she hurriedly left.


    "Mr. Huxham, I did tell them," Eric exined unprompted. "I told them that if there''s really something they can''t handle, they shoulde to me. Who knew that..."


    Zane shot him a nce.


    Eric immediately straightened up. "I assure you that this won''t happen again."


    Zane remarked, "It seems this new editor doesn''t like Annalise''s work."


    Theic publishingpany was created specifically for Annalise, after all.


    He added, "Moreover, she wants to promote someone else''sic."


    Eric didn''t know what to say about Yvonne. Zane had clearly stated that the focus would be on Annalise''s work, yet Yvonne openly went against his wishes. She was practically digging her own grave!


    He promised, "I will reprimand her. As for Annalise''s work, you can entrust it to me and my assistant. We guarantee we''ll promote it wholeheartedly."


    He just happened to need an opportunity to get closer to Annalise anyway.


    Zane gave him a sideways nce, saying, "Alright."