Clarisse glanced at Joseph with a disdainful look. "I'm not helping you; I just find this amusing."

Joseph still wore a smile on his face, but inside, he cursed Clarisse. "I still have to thank you, Madam Baker," he said, then looked at James.

James' expression was grim, but with Clarisse having spoken, what else could he do? He could not just throw Joseph out.

"James, aren't you going to fetch Sir Hoffman?"

"No need!" Mateo's voice came from upstairs. Mateo stood at the top of the stairs, carefully helping Maxwell down.

"Dad, take it slowly," Mateo urged.

Maxwell's sharp eyes briefly rested on Joseph before shifting away. "What brings you here today, Joseph?"

with the new year approaching,

Maxwell said as he slowly made his way downstairs with

turned to Joseph. "Joseph, please have a seat.

Hoffman!" James responded before leaving to fetch

too distant, seating himself with a humble demeanor. "Sir Hoffman, you still look as vigorous as ever. One can

that so?" Maxwell chuckled heartily, then turned to Mateo. "See, Joseph knows how to speak well.

Mateo, Joseph's face showed a hint of awkwardness. "Sir Hoffman, you flatter me too

Joseph took a sip and then set the cup down. He hesitated before speaking, "Actually, there's something I'd like to clarify with you today,

said, his dark eyes glinting as

Collosus Group was planning to develop the West City project. I wonder

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