Turning past the restroom corridor, Wesley Foley, dressed in a dark suit, was already waiting there.
Titus Zane gave a slight nod, as Amelia had already let go of her hand to run towards Wesley Foley.
"Daddy," Wesley Foley squatted down and embraced his daughter in a hug.
"Slow down."
After standing up and holding his daughter, he waited for Titus Zane to come over before they walked together to the banquet hall, "...Amelia... likes you a lot, consider coming to work at my company,"
While walking, Wesley Foley cautiously broached the subject.
Turning to look at him, Titus Zane smiled, "Sure, if you can convince my grandfather and uncle, I'll work at your company."
She was eager to leave Capital City, this hellhole.
Wesley Foley also turned to look at Titus Zane, his handsome brows furrowed, "Director Zane... he doesn't allow you to work outside?"
