Three minutes to Lucian was akin to the time taken to drink two cups of coffee.

But to Jonathan, that three minutes was extraordinarily long.

He habitually glanced at his watch and then forced himself to pull his focus back from all the rambling thoughts.

“Lucian, I...”

“Hold on!” Lucian immediately raised his palm in front of Jonathan without waiting for him to finish.

He discovered that Jonathan was so precise in his time management, measuring right down to the second.

He casually used three minutes as a reference, and Jonathan took it seriously without missing a second.

It must be so mentally tiring to cope with an obsessive-compulsive disorder. Lucian could not help but pity Jonathan.

decide, I want you to know that I'll support you unconditionally no matter what choice you make in the end. Do you understand me?” Lucian's gaze became warmer

with gratitude when he heard

forced a faint smile. “Lucian, I'm feeling drained recently. So I'd like to put

not help but raise his eyes to

Roxanne's kindness. Perhaps you could give me

course, certainly!”

“Listen, Jonathan. From now onwards, you can freely express whatever opinions you have to me. Do

was taken aback. He could not help but think if he had done

I know you're

it start when I took over Farwell Group? He's

not healthy to constantly suppress your feelings and not be able to express yourself. No matter how well-tempered one is, there

take a well-deserved break. I'll not bother you unless there're urgent matters. Take a step back and temporarily relinquish your responsibilities. I'll tell Cayden to take instructions

Jonathan left the mansion, he suddenly felt peace in his heart, a feeling

into my illness seriously. I should find Madilyn and have a good talk with

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