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?"

almost the end of the year, and with the new year approaching, I

he slowly made his way downstairs with Mateo's

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

James responded before leaving to fetch the tea. Mateo then took a seat

himself with a humble demeanor. "Sir Hoffman, you

heartily, then turned to Mateo. "See, Joseph knows how to speak well.

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

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

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

Sir Hoffman, about three months ago, Collosus Group was planning to develop the West City project. I wonder

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