"Can't you see it?" Mya said leisurely, painting her nails very seriously, "I am painting my nails. If it's not urgent, put it on my desk. If urgent, you can ask Linda to deliver it."

What was her attitude?

Finnley wore a frown, "Mya, it's work time, let meremind you again."

"I know. I have finished my work." Mya raised her eyes and frowned as well. "What are you yelling at me? I have e-maiedl you everything you need. I have nothing to do." "You have nothing to do?" Finnley grew angrier, "Clean the whole building."

Mya was puzzled, got up and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? It's early in the morning and you are all fired up. Do you have a problem with me or something?"

"I just want to tell you that don't do anything irrelevant to your job during working hours," Finnley threw the files on her desk and walked away.

He didn't like Mya's attitude. Finnley had always been serious about his work.

Mya looked at his receding figure and felt puzzled.

While Linda seemed to be wearing a faint smile. They had a fight?

In the Coco Club.

Spencer seldom left the club and had been leading the team to prepare for the International Programming Competition that would be held in two months.

Last night, the whole team stayed up at night and their efforts had their returns. They made a lot of breakthroughs.

So they got up very late today.

Tammy had to urge them to get up for breakfast several times before they got dressed and went downstairs listless one by one.

After walking to the dining room, everyone was shocked.

Tammy was serving Georgia breakfast.

Tammy smiled, "Miss Clarke, what do you think of the milk? Is it hot?"

Georgia took a graceful sip, put down her cup and smiled sweetly at Tammy. "Not at all. Thank you, Tammy."

"Georgia!" Spencer frowned and couldn't help it anymore.

Tammy looked over and the smile on her face froze.

She looked back at Georgia again and saw her stand up with a nervous look.

"Why are you here again?" Spencer sounded impatient and annoyed.

In front of so many people, Georgia felt embarrassed by his words.

Before she could say anything, Spencer started to push her out. "Go! Leave here! Don't come again!"

Under the surprised gaze of everyone here, Georgia was pushed out of the club by Spencer.

Suddenly, a group of reporters came up to them!

Spencer's face changed as he looked at Georgia.

"I didn't..." Georgia panicked, "You have to believe me!"

The reporters had surrounded them and taken photos of them together.

"Ms. Clarke, are you in a relationship with Mr. Lawrence?"

"Are you two living together?"

Georgia wanted to cover her face and instinctively got closer to Spencer.

However, in disgust, Spencer pushed her away from him, indicating that he had nothing to do with her.

Georgia was pushed into the crowd, and after she stood firm, Spencer had walked into the club and closed the door.

The next second, the reporters came at her.

"What was that, Ms. Clarke?"

"Did you have a quarrel?"

"Does Mr. Lawrence have feelings for you?"

She looked embarrassed and fled into the car.

Her hair had been messed up, so was her makeup. She stepped on the gas and immediately drove away.

Georgia was angry with what Spencer had done just now.

He didn't seem to care at all that their show was still on air and that a lot of fans were rooting for the couple they played in it. This would definitely bring down the viewership.

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