Chapter 1775

A cold and familiar tone rang out, "Come to my office." Before Mavis could say anything, the call had already ended. Taking a deep breath, Mavis got up and made her way to Nathaniel's office. Despite the short distance between their offices, she walked unusually slowly. As she neared his office, Mavis hesitated for a long while before finally pushing the door open. Inside, she found him in a black suit, holding a cigarette between his fingers. His piercing blue eyes were focused as he diligently reviewed documents, scribbling away on the paper with his golden pen. Moreover, he was visibly thinner and tired, and his jaw sported a hint of freshly shaved stubble. Mavis stood by the door, waiting for him to speak. The familiar scent of the diffuser lingered in the office, and the succulent on the desk thrived. After a long while, Nathaniel finally looked up, rubbing his aching temples. He asked coldly, "Why aren't you saying anything?" Huh? Mavis was baffled.