Chapter 127 You can't do it, can you?

Hearing Ambrose's words, Fletcher's eyelids twitched and he shook his head repeatedly, "Mr. Barron, I didn't mean that..."

Ambrose saw his incongruity, he snorted lightly, and frightened Fletcher. Fletcher slowly raised his head to meet his gaze, and then he bowed it again.

Fletcher felt that he had been wronged too. Recently, Ambrose couldn't recognize what stimulated him, and he found fault with Fletcher every day in different ways, making his life in dire straits even more difficult.

After a moment of silence in the office, Fletcher bit the bullet and asked,

"Mr. Barron, what do you want me to do?"

Ambrose halted, he then realized that he was a little annoyed because he had been thinking about Bonnie all day long. Seeing Fletcher trailing him, he had to call him to his office in an attempt to distract himself with work.

But at the moment, it was close to the end of the day, where there'll be no more work to keep himself busy.