But he didn't even roll down the car window, the car was already started, the engine purring low.
The window slowly rolled down, revealing his sharply defined face.
His eyes looked straight ahead, voice cold and distant.
"If you hurry up now, you can still catch the bus and punch in on time."
Vivian: "..."
She stood where she was, fingers still clutching the strap of her bag, rolling her eyes inwardly.
Alright, she really overestimated her boss's conscience.
When she got to the office and just sat down, Elias strode over and stuffed a stack of papers into her hands.
"Vivian, I'll need you to translate these files; the client needs feedback this afternoon. There are a ton of international clauses, you're the most familiar with them."
Because Vivian had studied abroad and worked in a law firm for a while.
Her English is solid, and she's fluent in legal terminology.
She's the most efficient with foreign-related cases, so everyone is used to giving her this kind of task.
