“Mr. Lynn, what is it?” Aaron asked, his tone professional.
Keegan Lynn’s face was plastered with an obsequious smile. “Aaron,” he began, his voice dripping with reverence, “the matter I spoke to you about… have you reported it to Mr. Baylor yet? My entire department is staying late to watch the live stream, and everyone’s getting antsy waiting for your word. You see…”
Keegan trailed off, his expression tightening as he noticed Aaron’s cold, unwavering stare. But the matter was urgent, and he had no choice but to press on.
Peeking into the office, he continued in a placating tone, “Aaron, you know Mr. Baylor’s state these past few years. You’re the only one who can talk to him. The rest of us don’t even dare to report our work directly anymore…”
Aaron frowned. He had completely forgotten about it. He was also puzzled by Keegan’s motives. DC Entertainment had been officially acquired by the Baylor Group, but the General Manager position remained vacant, and people from every department were scrambling for a promotion.
However, most of those vying for the position were junior employees. Keegan was already a manager at the headquarters, a title far more prestigious than a subsidiary’s GM. What could he possibly gain from this?
After a moment, Aaron replied formulaically, “Mr. Baylor is changing. Wait until he comes out.”
“Thank you so much, Aaron! I’ll, uh, pay you a visit at home another day.”
Keegan emphasized the words “pay you a visit,” an unmistakable code for bringing a gift. But Aaron wasn’t playing that game.
“I’ve been staying at the office lately,” he said coolly. “Go back to your department and wait for news.”
Just as he finished speaking, the door to the lounge clicked open.
Aaron closed the office door and walked briskly to the desk, placing the phone and the file neatly on the edge. “Mr. Baylor, since DC Entertainment was acquired and has just been reorganized, it urgently needs to sign new talent. Mr. Lynn is very optimistic about this particular group. He says the whole industry is competing to work with them, so he’s asking for your review.”
Jamie’s eyes flickered over the phone and file on his desk, but he didn’t touch them. Instead, he placed the shopping bag he had been carrying on the desk.
“You don’t need to attend the morning meeting tomorrow,” he commanded. “Take this to be repaired personally. I need to wear it the day after tomorrow.”
“Yes, Mr. Baylor.” Aaron carefully took the bag but remained standing by the desk.
Jamie glanced at him, a silent question in his eyes, before finally turning his attention to the items on his desk.

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