Suddenly, Jude’s phone rang, interjecting his typing. Jude stood up and strode toward the panoramic window; he tucked his left hand into his pocket and stared at the city. Jude picked up Zenos’ call.
"For those who embezzled, did you put in a schedule with our lawyer in court?" Zenos’ calm voice and the rapid finger typing on the keyboard drifted from the other end of the phone.
"En,” Jude responded calmly, but in the next second, he arched his brows.
At first, Zenos planned to take a look at the company’s staff and day-to-day affairs, but he suddenly decided to kick everyone out today. Originally, didn’t Zenos claim it was too early?
Also, Mr. Dylan already knows his way around the company more than anyone. He can even be said to know his way around better than the owner. It was as if he was the owner! He might try to use that to cause trouble. Wait! He’s already in the police.