Chapter 772
People in the company turned to look, some even stood at the door. They watched as Esme got coffee thrown on her.
Esme sat on the ground, letting the coffee drip down her face, completely powerless to resist. She was just crying.
The woman who threw the coffee put down the cup and looked up at the door.
Everyone exchanged glances, no one dared to speak, and they turned back to their work, pretending not to see what had happened.
But this scene actually delighted everyone. Esme didn't know how to get along with people. Although she had just joined the company, she had already offended many people with her arrogance and domineering attitude.
No one liked Esme, and naturally, they hoped she would be kicked out!
As long as Esme left, wouldn't that woman take her place? Of course, everyone pretended not to notice.
Just as the woman left the break room, she saw the company's president walking in with Henry.
Henry tugged at his collar, looking frustrated, and shouted, "Where's Esme?"
His tone was cold and harsh, making everyone he passed shiver and quickly step back.
The woman who had thrown the coffee smirked, turned, and went to the restroom to wash her hands, not even looking back.
So what if she threw the coffee? It was an accident.
The moment Henry saw Esme kneeling on the ground, his heart shattered.
Although Esme wasn't his biological sister, he had protected her for over twenty years. For those twenty years, he had treated Esme like his own sister.
Esme had always been high and mighty, spoiled by the family. Seeing her bullied like this made him feel terrible.
He didn't come here for nothing; Leon had asked him to take Esme home.
Esme's public image was out of control, and the Russell Family was suffering because of it. The stock market had crashed as soon as it opened!
If he didn't take Esme home to figure out a solution, he would go crazy.
Esme's arm was pulled up by him.
She looked up and saw Henry.
Henry's eyes were very tired, and his usually neat hair was a bit disheveled today.
Esme's tears fell, and she spoke in a very aggrieved tone, "Henry."
Henry just nodded in response and then picked Esme up.
Esme was very dirty, but Henry didn't mind.
The coffee had stained his white shirt. People outside watched this scene and couldn't help but marvel at how spoiled Esme was.
Every time, it was Henry who cleaned up her mess. Henry seemed to have no temper and would always forgive Esme for everything she did.
Esme clung tightly to Henry, and Henry, under everyone's gaze, carried Esme away.
Soon, this scene was captured by a well-known person and posted online.
Online User A: [What's the point of scolding Esme? She always has President Henry cleaning up after her.]
Online User B: [Why do the Russells spoil Esme so much? I feel like their love for her is a bit excessive.]
Online User C: [Don't the Russells realize that this kind of pampering will ruin Esme? I really don't understand.]
Amidst the discussions, Henry was taking Esme out of the company when a black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of them.
Henry frowned.
The wind was biting cold against their cheeks.
The car door slowly opened.
The face of the person in the car was both familiar and unfamiliar to Henry.
It was Alexander.
Henry felt familiar because they used to be friends. He felt unfamiliar because Alexander's face was so cold that it was hard to believe this was the same Alexander.
Alexander was too cold.
When Esme saw Alexander, she couldn't bear to look at him and buried her face in Henry's chest, wishing she could hide.
Alexander adjusted his clothes, and Nolan followed, both looking particularly serious.
People in the company were coming and going, and everyone slowed down to watch the scene unfold.
What was going on?
In their small company, it was one thing for Henry to come, but now even Alexander, the president of the Tudor Group, was here in person.
"What does this mean?" Henry spoke first.
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