Lucas Harlow said with a half-smile, "Yeah, Lawrence wasn't wrong. Young Master Foster, please have mercy and give us employees a break."
Edward Foster glared at him and realized he was overreacting earlier. He changed his tone and said, "Alright then, I won't come to see you. Take care of your injury and I'll see you at the office in a week."
"Okay, thank you, Young Master Foster!" Lawrence Winters nodded slightly, trying not to shake his head too much.
Edward jabbed Lucas and said, "Don't you have contract matters to discuss with Lawrence? Why aren't you speaking up?"
Lawrence Winters asked in surprise, "Contract? What contract? Lucas, have you been signing contracts with others again?"
"Of course not." Lucas Harlow quickly shook his head, "You're my agent now. Any contract of mine without your signature is invalid."
