Chapter 417: Waiting for Six Hours

But Vanco was an exception. When Marilyn joined Vanco, her analyses were always spot-on, especially those concerning the Oconnor Group. She was the best and most accurate. Such an outstanding woman should logically be very proud, perhaps even somewhat arrogant. However, whether outside or within Vanco, Marilyn was always the most low-key and unassuming. Marilyn had a nearly old-fashioned habit of writing only with a carbon pencil. Her small, neat handwriting was quick and beautiful, as flawless as she was. As the night unfolded with brilliant lights, Marilyn stayed late in the office, working overtime. She could clearly hear the sound of the carbon pencil gliding over paper, feeling restless. Until she heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Marilyn mustered the courage to stand up. It was her boss, ready to leave. He smiled at her, "Marilyn, hard work is good, but don't overdo it. Go home early." Marilyn's face was solemn. "I... I have something I want to discuss with