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 thought I'd come by to see you. It's been a while. How's

he slowly made his way downstairs with

to Joseph. "Joseph, please have a seat. You're our guest. Bring some tea,

Sir Hoffman!" James responded before leaving to fetch

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

to Mateo. "See, Joseph knows how

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

James served the tea, Joseph took a sip and then set the cup down. He

on," Maxwell said, his dark eyes glinting as he feigned confusion. "Are you

about three months ago, Collosus Group was planning to develop the

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