Owen Lewis's mouth twitched, and he finally sighed in resignation. How tough could the Boss's marriage be? It hadn't even blossomed. For someone like him, even if he wanted hardships, they wouldn't come his way. Tsk tsk, what should I do? I suddenly feel so much sympathy for him.
"Forget it, let's not discuss this," Owen Lewis said. "Do I start taking over Alan Morgan's work today?"
He always thought Alan Morgan's work was the easiest among them all. Now, it was finally his turn. This way, he'd have plenty of time to accompany... er, to woo his wife back.
"Mm, go to his office. Is the desk and chair I had someone prepare ready?" Maxwell Peary asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Maxwell Peary unconsciously furrowed his brows and told the person knocking to come in.
