A Phone Call Interrupted His Wish

Calix had no chance to daydream about Leslie kissing his cheek once he reached the office. More piles of work and meetings were waiting for him, much to his dismay.

Some of them—reports and people alike—made him happy as a businessman while the others made his blood boil. Thankfully, he was too busy to transform into a fire-breathing dragon.

"Boss Xu, Mr. Enoch is free from Wednesday to Friday. I've arranged for him to come on Thursday morning."

Edward reported his latest plan involving the sketch artist based on Calix's schedule for the week. The latter wouldn't be as busy as usual on Thursday.

Calix was pleased with Edward's efficiency. Because he didn't know the identities of the man and the woman, he could only begin from his memories.

"Great. Escort him directly to my office."

"Yes, Boss Xu."