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?"

it's almost the end of the year, and with the new year approaching, I

old!" Maxwell said as he slowly

"Joseph, please have a seat.

Hoffman!" James responded before leaving to fetch the tea. Mateo then

humble demeanor. "Sir Hoffman, you still look as vigorous as

that so?" Maxwell chuckled heartily, then turned to Mateo. "See, Joseph

"Sir Hoffman, you flatter me too much. How could I ever compare to

the cup down. He hesitated before speaking, "Actually,

said, his dark eyes glinting as he

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

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