"Molly said she didn't receive the cake," Harrison Yale placed his cell phone on the table, his lips parting indifferently.
"Impossible, I personally delivered it to the Investment Department…" Mr. Gomez stopped mid-sentence, a sudden realization dawning on him as he jerked his head up, "I'll go inquire what happened right away."
Mr. Gomez set down the document and hurriedly left the CEO's office.
Rushing towards the Investment Department.
His young master cherished his sister profoundly, he was well aware. He'd specially ordered the Lady's favorite cake to cheer her up and had deliberately kept it quiet to create a surprise.
But now, the surprise hadn't arrived; instead, it was a shock…
"Mr. Gomez, why are you here? Has the CEO given any new instructions?" The people from the Investment Department, upon seeing Mr. Gomez, all quickly set aside their work and anxiously approached.
They asked reverently.
