Philip Brown shouted as he pushed open the door to the president’s office, only to see the always-cold and aloof Mr. Bennett sitting knee-to-knee with her new assistant Edward Reed, looking very close.

　　Philip Brown stumbled at the door, hurriedly closed it, and backed out, wishing he could slap himself.

　　By now, everyone in the company knew that Mr. Bennett favored the fresh-faced returnee Edward Reed, and there were rumors of a possible romantic involvement. It was late at night, and the two of them—a man and a woman—were alone in an office… How could he have forgotten to knock before entering!?

　　But on the other hand, Philip Brown was also full of resentment. Mr. Bennett had always been sharp and capable—how could she not see through the illusions of romance and be so bewitched by a pretty boy? What was so special about this Edward Reed that made Mr. Bennett rely on and even favor him so much?

　　Of course, Philip Brown had no idea that the “pretty boy” Edward Reed was actually the super-soldier Wendy Green from China. And the Mr. Bennett he respected was now in grave danger—the matter of Miss Bennett being targeted by a bounty from the Johnson was only circulating in the underground world.

　　He had barely spent a few seconds in panic outside the door when he heard Emily Bennett inside, knocking on the table with a mix of annoyance and amusement: “Come in, Mr. Brown, there’s nothing improper going on.”

　　Only then did Philip Brown realize that his hasty retreat had basically implied that the two inside were up to something shady—how foolish! He could only walk in sheepishly and report everything that had just happened in the tech department.

　　After listening, Emily Bennett was also shocked: “That guy really does whatever he wants!”

　　Philip Brown complained, “It’s more than that—he’s downright lawless! It’s only his first day at work and he’s already caused so many problems. If this keeps up, I can’t imagine what’ll happen!”

　　Emily Bennett laughed, “But he solved a problem this morning that had troubled your tech department for over a month.”

　　Philip Brown was instantly at a loss for words: “Well, that was just a fluke… Okay, I admit he’s really talented, definitely on par with the core engineers at Jiudu Daoge, but his work attitude is just unacceptable.”

　　Emily Bennett recalled being forced to take a photo by him yesterday and couldn’t help but laugh and cry: “Yes, he’s definitely a maverick. I’ll find time to talk to him alone tomorrow. If you think he’s affecting others too much, just give him a few days of paid leave.”

　　Philip Brown was speechless—paid leave on the very first day? What kind of treatment was that!

　　After seeing Philip Brown out, Emily Bennett let out a long sigh and leaned tiredly on her desk.

　　The super-soldier, now going by Edward Reed, looked at her with concern. “I think the one who needs a break right now is you.”

　　Emily Bennett smiled with pursed lips. “You’re the last person qualified to tell someone to take a break. You haven’t slept for three days just to prepare these two meeting documents, have you?”

　　“My constitution is different. How can you compare yourself to me? Go rest for a day. I’ll handle tomorrow’s work. After helping you out these past few days, I’ve basically got the hang of things.”

　　Emily Bennett laughed, “That’s right, I almost forgot you were once a successful entrepreneur yourself. How could my trivial work stump you… Fine, I’ll listen to you and take a good rest tomorrow. Too bad I can only rest in this office building and can’t go far.”

　　“It’s fine. It won’t be long before I root out all the masterminds behind the scenes. The Galaxy won’t be able to throw its weight around in China anymore. Once it’s over, you’ll be free.” As Wendy Green spoke, he turned his attention back to work, pulling up Scott Smith’s file. “This guy is interesting. I really want to have a good talk with him tomorrow.”

　　“Mm.” As Emily Bennett spoke, a wave of exhaustion washed over her, and she could barely keep her eyes open.

　　She had just finished a late-night conference call full of energy, but as soon as Wendy Green took over her work, the fatigue that had built up over the past few days hit her all at once, and she couldn’t hold on any longer.

　　She rested her head on Wendy Green’s shoulder, planning to take a short nap, but soon fell into a deep sleep.

　　Wendy Green looked at the woman sleeping soundly on his shoulder, sighed softly, and his eyes were full of tenderness. After a while, he turned his gaze back to the screen, looking at Scott Smith’s resume, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Chapter 9: Old Flame

　　“Well, Mr. Reed? Why is it you? Where’s Mr. Bennett?”

　　In the president’s office, Scott Smith looked around for Emily Bennett, his sleazy demeanor like a john looking for a masseuse at a foot parlor, making Wendy Green’s eyelids twitch.

　　“Mr. Bennett isn’t feeling well today and went to rest,” Wendy Green said, pointing to the sofa in front of the president’s desk. “Sit.”

　　Scott Smith sat down as told, and immediately said, “Do you think if I go visit Mr. Bennett now, I could raise my favorability with her?”

　　As a super-soldier, Wendy Green had seen it all, but even he was stunned by this: “What?”

　　Scott Smith chuckled, “Mr. Reed, you’re Mr. Bennett’s new favorite and spend all day with her, so you must know her personality and preferences. If I want to pursue her, what should I do?”

　　Crack!

　　With a crisp snap, the pen in Wendy Green’s hand was broken clean in two.