"Didn't you say to call you when my friends were ready to meet? Is today okay?" Noelle asked cautiously while Rowena yelled from the side, "Hey, Noelle's darling, when are you treating us to a meal?"
Charles' narrow eyes brightened instantly at Rowena's words, his lips curving into a smile. He suddenly felt a surge of good mood.
He then waved to Andrew, indicating that he was leaving.
Andrew stared at Charles in disbelief. To him, Charles had always been an imposing figure, someone who kept others at a distance. He had never seen this gentle side of Charles before. As Charles walked away, he exuded a soft aura.
"What the hell?!" Andrew's back was suddenly slapped by someone, and he instinctively countered with a grappling move. It led to a brief tussle before it stopped. "Don't slap my back like that."
Andrew was big but not dim-witted. "By the way, is Mr. Hoffman in a celebratory mood lately?"
Ronald was Charles' assistant and was often by his side, which made Andrew a bit envious. Ronald was much closer to Charles than the others.
Ronald pushed up his imaginary pair of glasses, mimicking Lareal. He smiled. "You noticed Mr. Hoffman's change too?"
"No kidding. Mr. Hoffman was so grim just now, but after that call, he suddenly became gentle. I've been with Mr. Hoffman for so many years and I've never seen him like this!"
"What about the previous one?" Ronald smirked.
Andrew shook his head. "No, Mr. Hoffman's attitude toward the previous one was always strange. I can't explain it, but it wasn't like this."
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