Nancy Sutton took the phone away and glanced at the contact on the screen, furrowing her eyebrows, unsure of what Joy Sutton was up to this time.
At this moment, the secretary suddenly knocked on the door and came in with a file.
"Boss, this document needs your signature."
Nancy Sutton nodded, took the file, and prepared to sign it, completely brushing off Joy Sutton's call as if it was nothing.
After a while, when the workday ended, Nancy Sutton packed up her things and went to the underground parking lot, holding the newly issued driver's license in hand.
Today was her first day driving to and from work, so Nancy Sutton walked to the white sedan, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat.
She started the car, pressed the gas pedal, and quickly left the company's underground parking lot.
Nancy Sutton tapped her fingers lightly on the steering wheel and, seeing a red light ahead, prepared to step on the brakes, but somehow they failed.
