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?"

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

as he slowly made

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

Hoffman!" James responded before leaving to fetch

with a humble demeanor. "Sir Hoffman, you still look as

turned to Mateo. "See, Joseph knows

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

took a sip and then set the cup down. He

his dark eyes glinting as he feigned confusion.

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

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