Chapter 638

Marcus stood up and held his hands behind his back, telling the old man Len next to him, “Uncle Len, take her away.” Len nodded slightly. Wynn saw the old man take one step after another toward her, the pressure rolling off him in dangerous waves! “Sorry, girl.” With that, Len reached his hand out and grabbed Wynn! Just then, the door to the chairperson’s office flew open. Philip stumbled in, smiling sheepishly. “You asked for me, Madam Johnston?” They were at work, after all. He should not call her honey. Everyone in the office froze and stared at Philip, who was standing at the door. Some of the gazes were enraged, others suspicious, nervous, grateful, confused… As for Philip, he just walked in obediently and closed the door behind him. “Um, Madam Johnston, what’s happening here?” Philip had been standing outside for a long time now. He came in and feigned ignorance, though. “Philip Clarke! Well, well, you saved me the trouble of going to you.” The embers of rage in Mar