Emmett sounded like he was losing his mind.

“He’s in a bad mood. Is it because of me?’ Debbie mused.

She was not sure, so she answered Emmett, “It’s of no use to call me.

He won’t Listen to me.”

“Don’t be so modest! If he didn’t Listen to you, I’d be still stuck at the construction site, carrying bricks. Debbie, please do us the favor. You only need to call Carlos and say something sweet. I believe it will work. Please, please…”

Debbie was amused at his utter desperation.

When she didn’t respond, Emmett asked in confusion, “Debbie, could it be, his mood is something to do with marital problems?”

“What?!” Debbie exclaimed.

say something, she heard Carlos roaring at the other end of the line, “Emmett, get your ass in

He rushed into the meeting room and stood

“Carlos.”

phone in his hand was on and asked in a

meeting hour. Whose call is that,

hid his phone behind his back, but it

a gloomy face, he

burning glance at Emmett, who was in cold sweat, and put the phone

“Yes? Anything?”

enough to draw all the senior executives’ attention. ‘Who’s on the phone? Carlos’ voice has

soft all of a

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