Even so, Gladys refused to admit it. "It's none of your business."
"It's my business. I'll say it again, take it off."
Janice's expression was cold.
"No!" Gladys was stubborn.
Janice stared at her, grinding her teeth audibly.
"Very well, since you're not going to remove it, I'll help you remove it." As she spoke, Janice charged forwards. Gladys dodged while shouting for help.
"Malcolm, help!"
"Janice, let's talk nicely."
"Come here."
"Janice."
As the three of them were engaged in a mess, Christopher's voice suddenly sounded behind them.
Janice was stunned for a moment before turning around to look.
"Why are you here?"
She was shocked.
Christopher walked over with a frown and stopped in front of her.
"I was worried, so I followed you. Didn't you say you were going to work overtime?" Janice immediately lowered her head guiltily when she heard this.
