Waylon Lewis hooked his lips into a smile, "I'll listen to you."
"Then, are you going to come over after you're finished?"
Waylon Lewis picked up a cup of water and took a sip, "Do you miss me?"
"Don't joke around, I'm talking serious business here. Grandpa is in the hospital, and it wouldn't look good if you didn't show up."
This was a matter of politeness. The Lewis Family was large, with numerous uncles, aunts, and others who would surely come upon hearing the news of the old man's hospitalization. Alitzel Williams had specifically mentioned that as the eldest grandson who was always absent, Waylon Lewis's absence might cause gossip.
The Lewis family business was extensive and seemingly calm, but underneath, countless schemes and power struggles were hidden. Countless eyes were watching Waylon Lewis, eager for him to slip up so they could put him on trial, to drag him from the CEO position. Hope Williams understood all this.