Outside the office, Nina Landon had just stepped off the elevator with a huge stack of documents, only to be stopped by a pair of human sentinels—a man and a woman.
"What's the meaning of this?"
Grace Watt said expressionlessly, "Come back later."
Connor, on the other hand, grinned, "Come back in an hour."
Nina was bewildered but she recognized who these two represented. Sensibly, she retreated into the elevator, closed the door, and went downstairs.
Connor glanced around, planning to shove back anyone who might emerge from the stairwell, so as not to interrupt the Young Master's bliss.
Unexpectedly, moments later, the door of Isabella Weaver's office opened, and Harry Hunter emerged with a cold and detached expression, "Connor, go buy me breakfast!"
Connor was stunned for a few seconds. Seriously? The Young Master finished that quickly?! That can't be right!
Seeing his expression, Harry's face darkened, "Get lost!"
Then he slammed the door shut with a loud bang!
