“Business is business." Luke made it very clear.

Luca knew what Dr. Albus would be facing, but there was nothing she could do about this. She felt sorry for what she had done to Dr. Albus, but she could not step forward and admit it.

"Watson Biopharmaceuticals' PR department will be making an announcement this afternoon," Luke added. This matter had been dragged on for too long, and it was time to end it.

"Will Dr. Albus be sued?" Luca asked.

"Watson will do things according to their rules and regulations," answered Luke. He did not feel sorry about sacrificing Dr. Albus for Luca's sake.

After all, Luca was his priority in his heart. Even though she had done something wrong, he would defend her and be on her side.

Luca looked down. Perhaps Dr. Albus had the intention to sell the information, but he eventually chose not to do it.

Even though there was a huge sum of money in his Switzerland bank account, he probably could not withdraw it either.

After all, he would be held accountable by the company and would have to face his legal responsibilities in the future.

Luca felt sorry for him at the thought of this.

Luke was helpless when he noticed how upset Luca was.

She refused to tell him the truth. Hence, he had no choice but to come up with such a decision.

Luke's phone rang. He glanced at his phone without answering the call right away, and he said to Luca, "I'm going back to my office."

"Alright, Mr. Crawford." Luca rose to her feet. She was at a loss for words. She let out a sigh after watching Luke leave.

She felt sorry for Dr. Albus...

Even though she knew she had done something wrong, what made her feel helpless the most was she had no idea how she could make it up to him.

Luca picked up her phone after Luke left. She thought of helping Dr. Albus, but she suddenly remembered that Amur was not in A City. That was why she was not sure what kind of illness Dr. Albus' wife was suffering from.

She had no choice but to put her phone back in her pocket. Then, she left her office and headed to the meeting room.

Everyone in the meeting room was having their lunch. When they saw Luca come in, they stood up, thinking of throwing their lunch boxes away and continuing with their work.

“Finish your lunch first. We'll continue the meeting after this." Luca stopped them.

She was so desperate that she forgot that these researchers were human too. They needed to fill up their stomachs and rest.

"Thank you, Dr. Craw." A few researchers thanked her, sat down, and continued eating their lunch.

On the other hand.

After Luke stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to close the door, he answered the call, "Yes."

"Boss, Mr. Pierre is here," reported Jason. The receptionist downstairs had called him through the internal phone line just now. When Jason was about to inform Luke about it, he realized Luke was not in his office. That was why he called Luke on his phone.

"He's here?" Luke raised his brows. He had only sent Old Master Crawford to look for him last night, yet he came here looking for him today. He did not expect Pierre to be that fast. It seemed like Old Master Mallory forced him to do so.

"Yes. He's waiting downstairs. The receptionist didn't dare to let him in as he did not make an appointment," answered Jason.

Even though it was Pierre, there was no exception. Everyone in T Corporation knew that Pierre had his own company, and he was one of T Corporation's competitors.

"Bring him to the lounge on the second floor," said Luke.

"Okay," replied Jason. There were quite a few lounges in T Corporation. Those who were familiar with the company would know that the higher the floor of the lounge, the more welcomed the guest was.

Asking Pierre to head to the lounge on the second floor was the greatest humiliation.

"And ask the guard to lead Mr. Pierre there," added Luke. He looked at the numbers that gradually went up as the elevator rose. He was not planning to go down.

Since Pierre wanted to come, then Luke would let the security guard of T Corporation entertain him.

"Alright, Boss." Jason held back his laughter. After he hung up the call, he delivered every word that Luke had told him to the receptionist.

The receptionist received the instructions and called the guards. Then, she told the two security guards who were on duty what Luke had instructed them to do. The guards nodded and walked in front of Pierre together. "Mr. Pierre, this way."

Pierre looked at the two men who were in guard's uniforms and frowned. "Where's your boss?"

"Boss told us to lead you to the lounge first," replied a guard. All content is property © .

"Fine. To the lounge, right? Which floor?" Pierre asked while he walked toward the elevator.

One of the guards replied, "The second floor."

Pierre paused as his face turned green. "What?"

"Boss ordered us to lead you to the lounge on the second floor," said the guard as he pressed the elevator button.

Pierre's face darkened. How dare Luke have him wait for him in the lounge on the second floor. What did Luke take him for?

If it were not for Old Master Mallory's instruction, he would never have come here today!

Pierre did not know what got into Old Master Mallory. The old master insisted that he came here today to give Luke an explanation about the bidding document. He even asked him to apologize to Luke. The old master told him that he owed Luke an explanation.

Above all, the old master even sent his assistant to follow Pierre and instructed him to keep a close eye on Pierre so that he would do everything as he was told.

Old Master Mallory's assistant listened to their conversation and could roughly understand what was going on. It was indeed inappropriate to ask Pierre to wait for Luke in the lounge on the second floor as

it did not match Pierre's status.

However, there was a reason behind this, and the old master's assistant could understand.

“Mr. Pierre, it'd be better not to get yourself into trouble. Let's go up," Old Master Mallory's assistant reminded him.

Pierre gave him a dirty look. If it were not for the old master's assistant watching over him, he would have turned on his heel and walked away.

Old Master Mallory's assistant made a hand gesture, inviting him into the elevator.

Pierre had no choice but to walk into the elevator.

Old Master Mallory's assistant followed him into the elevator.

The two security guards followed them into the elevator too. Then, they pressed the button for the second floor.

"Why are you following us?" Pierre saw them pressing the button, indicating that the guards would be heading to the second floor too.

"Boss told us to follow you." The guard stressed the word 'follow'.

Those who understood knew that Luke was guarding himself against Pierre, so he had asked the security guards to keep an eye on him instead of asking the receptionist to follow him. It was as though Luke was watching his back, guarding against him like a thief.

"Your boss has gone too far!" Pierre warned in a low voice as he clenched his fists.

"Mr. Pierre!" Old Master Mallory's assistant reminded him to keep his temper.

They came to apologize today, not to cause trouble. No matter how unhappy Pierre was, he was not allowed to explode with anger now.

Otherwise, they would have come all the way here for nothing.

"Shut up!" Pierre expressed his dissatisfaction.

Old Master Mallory's assistant reminded him, "Don't forget what the old master reminded you today."

Pierre fell silent and walked out of the elevator with a sulky look on his face.

The guards noticed that Pierre was heading in the opposite direction and said, "Mr. Pierre, this way."

"..." Pierre said nothing. He turned around and followed behind the two security guards. Then, he saw the words 'Housekeeping Department' on the wall. His face turned gloomy.