He had just put down his phone when Stanley, standing in front of the desk, asked with a worried look, "Mr. Coburn, Miss Hammond clearly wants to get close to you under the company's name. Why did you agree to let her be your assistant?"
Calvert remembered that Luana had been indifferent yesterday, but today, she was coming to host him, which was indeed suspicious.
But he was more willing to believe that it was because of that photo, which made Runa mistakenly think that she and he had some kind of relationship, so she sent Luana here. That's why he just let her be an assistant, not wanting Luana to be bullied in Winward.
However, Stanley wouldn't understand it. Calvert didn't explain much, just said, "I need someone."
'Need someone?'
'Mr. Coburn brought a lot of people to Los Angeles this time.'
'Although he only had one assistant, Stanley could handle all the trivial matters alone.'
'It was obvious that he had some thoughts about that woman; otherwise, he wouldn't have saved her and invited her to dinner.'
'Letting her be his assistant, what if Calvert remembered something in the future...?'
Thinking of this, Stanley was anxious. "Mr. Coburn, Miss Hammond is very cunning. Travis has just fallen, and she will definitely try to find a new target. You are her biggest target now. You should refuse her!"
Calvert glanced at him, "Although you are the assistant my brother left me, you are just an assistant. When did my decisions need your interference?!"
Stanley was intimidated by the cold air in his eyes.
Calvert had always been mild-tempered. It was the first time he had been angry with him.
His heart felt worried, and he then left Calvert's office.
As soon as Stanley left, Calvert massaged his temples.
Why did his head hurt every time he mentioned something about Luana?
Luana arrived at the Coburn Group's branch and happened to meet Stanley coming out of the elevator.
She recognized Stanley as Calvert's assistant and hurried over to greet him.
"Hello, I..."
"Don't talk to me."
Before Luana could finish her sentence, Stanley interrupted her, gave her a cold look, and turned around.
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Luana didn't mind Stanley's rudeness. He treated her like that probably because he thought she wanted to hook up with his boss.
If he knew she wanted to stay away from Calvert as much as possible, he would probably apologize.
Luana asked the receptionist and went to Calvert's office.
Calvert looked extremely tired.
Luana knocked on the door, "Mr. Coburn."
Calvert looked up at her, "You're here."
Luana nodded, walked up to him and asked, "Is there anything you need me to arrange?"
Previously, when hosting the Ortega family's partners, it was just a matter of arranging their food, drink, and entertainment to make them happy.
But Calvert asked her to be a personal assistant, so she had to ask what he needed her to do first.
Calvert lowered his hand and said, "There's nothing special. When I have a meeting later, just make some coffee for me."
"Okay."
After Luana left, Calvert watched her back and gradually became lost in thought.
Her back was familiar as if he had seen it many times before.
He couldn't remember, and his head hurt again.
He shook his head and sent a message to Gath.
Gath was attending a seminar and saw Calvert's message, quickly picked up his phone and typed.
"Again? Did you remember something?"
"No, I just saw someone and felt very familiar, and my head hurts terribly."
"Who is it?"
Calvert didn't want to reply.
He always felt that if he let Gath know that he had a headache when he saw Luana, Luana would be in danger.
This thought just flashed through his mind, and he didn't take it seriously. He casually replied, "Just a stranger," and put down his phone to attend the meeting.
The Coburn Group's branch in Los Angeles, although not as large as in Washington, still occupied a building on Eastern Street.
At that time, Calvert held a meeting of all senior executives, and dozens of people wearing business suits and holding Macbooks went upstairs one after another.
In a short time, the large conference room was full of people.
Luana sat in the reception area outside and saw this group of elites through the glass, feeling a little envious.
She also came from a design institute and could originally find a decent internship to improve slowly.
But at that time, she couldn't complete her dream and had to find a job that could get her salary as soon as possible.
Thinking of the past, Luana slowly moved her gaze to Calvert.
He sat at the top of the conference table, slightly tilted his head, and looked at the slides on the screen while listening to the reports.
He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and two strands of hair slightly fell on his forehead. He looked gentle and elegant but did not lack the demeanor of a CEO.
Seeing Calvert like this, Luana suddenly felt relieved.
He should be the pride of heaven. How could he be willing to be held back by a woman?