The Woman From Hell

"Did something happen? Are you still depressed because of what happened before?" Shannon looked at me.

There was confusion in her fiery eyes, but I could not tell her. I lowered my gaze a little guiltily and did not reply to her.

Shannon sighed. "Shall we go visit her after work?"

We had, after all, gone through tribulations together, and it was unusual for Shannon to care about others.

I figured I should visit her too, so I agreed. "Okay, Susan seems to be away on a business trip recently, so Nina is the only one home. Let's go and see her."

At the very least, she would not be lonely, was what I thought.

Someone knocked on the door at this moment, and it was our assistant who was bringing in some documents. "President Lane, President Collines, these are the various reports from last month." "Thank you."

After she left, Shannon and I began looking through the reports from last month. "It's not bad overall. Although it's not much profit now, it is enough to support the company's expenses. We have to think about how to expand our market, though."

"Yeah, we still need to develop some more."

"Shannon, do you think it would be better if we set up our own brand for export?" I was determined to build my own brand and depend on others no more.

I could see Shannon's eyes light up as her interest was piqued. "Yes, actually. I also thought of establishing our own brand so that we can have our own source of goods and be in charge of quality control ourselves."

but if that's the case, we need to invest more since we'd have

great confidence in us. Not to mention there is no rush to this,

"Yes, you're right."

and Shannon's optimism were a match made in heaven. Staying with her relieved

we might live our days

Susan's apartment with

in?" I glanced at Shannon and then rang the doorbell

resting at

she have gone out with a friend?"

head. "She has no one

my phone and dialed her number, but still,

me. "She probably went out.

don't really have any

I looked up and noticed the light in

She must be in there, but why isn't she opening the

is on. Could

she had been in poor spirits these few days, I gradually became

immediately called Susan, and she answered very quickly. "What's