The bet is on! What will the winner be rewarded? Someone asked in the group chat.

The discussion soon got a lot more attention.

That was what everyone wanted to know.

After all, no one would be interested in participating in a bet they could not afford.

One of the higher-ups smirked subtly before typing: A bottle of Louis XiIIl! Louis XIII! Not bad.

Someone's gambling big.

Alright, I am in! Count me in.

One by one, the rest of the room put down their bets.

Following suit, everyone lowered their cell phones and turned their attention to Shane.

Under the anticipation of the board, Shane picked up the phone.

His lips parted and asked, "How's my wife?"

With those three words, the entire conference room was split into two sets of emotions.

Half of them cheered silently in their victory while the other half sighed miserably upon their defeat.

The losing half now had to buy a bottle of Louis XIII each and gifted them to those who won the bet.

Fortunately, everyone in the room was high-ranking officials and had a considerably fat paycheck.

might be pricey, but it was

the

his seat at the head

affectionate expression made everyone on the

had also gossiped about how Shane would act

or if he would

evident that the latter had

got married, his

became gentle in both his actions and his

of course, that side of him was

Shane was still as

was enough to shock

gentle person after he

fact, they would think the person was either

reality served to prove that some people truly did a one-eighty after

as though they had a complete

was the perfect example of

his seat, Shane seemed to notice the unusual

phone, "Got it.Take care of yourself over there.Be careful and stay safe.Call me if anything happens.Also, let me know when you get back.I'll

"Okay."

with

up the call and placed his cell phone on the table.He then swept the room with

about me a

shook

"No! Of course not!"

"Really?"

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