"Madam,"
Seeing the person arriving, a look of joy crosses Ramsey's face.
"Ramsey, what are you doing outside?"
Camilla looks at the direction of the iron gate, her beautiful eyes carrying worry.
"How is Sinclair?"
"President Luther..." Ramsey didn't know how to describe his boss Sinclair's current condition.
He can't exactly say that President Luther might have an attack at any moment.
"Open the door,"
A hint of understanding flashes in Camilla's eyes and she walks up to the iron gate.
"I will go in to accompany Sinclair."
If it was before, Ramsey would certainly hesitate.
But after realizing the position of Madam in President Luther's heart, he can only feel it's better to let Madam in.
"Yes."
In the midst of conversation, he stepped forward to unlock the iron gate.
Without hesitation, Camilla pushed open the door and walked in.
What met her eyes was pitch blackness.
