Chapter 17 The President Is So Handsome

Erin’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing that she was in trouble with the director again. She could already guess that this was about the image retouchings.

In the director’s office, Caleb was sitting in front of his monitor replying to emails. He raised his head to look at Erin and asked in a cool voice, “Do you know why you’re here?”

Erin nodded. “Yes.”

“What do you know then?”

“I know that if I’m ever sick, I need to take a leave in advance and settle my work before that,” she said sincerely.

Caleb stopped typing. He leaned back into his chair and said coldly, “I don't think you understand. Your irresponsibility has hindered the progress of the other designers! This has nothing to do with whether you were sick. You must always finish your work because the clients don't care about your personal problems. They only want to see results! Unless you’ve died or you’ve quit working at Frost Corporations, any other explanation is just an excuse! Do you understand?”

Erin was pale; she