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?"

new year approaching, I thought I'd come by to see you. It's been a while. How's your

as he slowly made his way downstairs with Mateo's

had seated Maxwell comfortably, he turned to Joseph. "Joseph, please

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

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

turned to Mateo. "See, Joseph

Joseph's face showed a hint of awkwardness. "Sir

the tea, Joseph took a sip and then set the cup down. He hesitated before

as

was planning to develop the

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