Chapter 445 Hillary Dances Pretty Well

Near noon that day, Corey came in to report to Gideon. "Mr. Fuller, Ms. Hawthorne is here." Gideon frowned slightly. "Let her in." A few minutes later, Sandra walked into the office. She was dressed in a refined designer tweed set, with flawless makeup done. She looked at Gideon with a downcast expression. "Gideon, are you still mad at me?" "I believe I've made myself clear," Gideon started, his face cold and unreadable, his voice even icier. "From the moment you tried to set Nancy up, we became strangers. There's no need for me to be mad at you." Sandra's face went pale. She tightened her grip on her purse and bit her lower lip. "Gideon, isn't an apology enough? And even if you are upset, you can't mix personal feelings with business." "How am I mixing anything?" he asked. "You gave our movie terrible screening slots," Sandra said, frowning as she tried to look wronged. "Isn't that personal?" "We evaluate every new film before decisions are made," Gideon said flatly. "We abide