Originally, Xyla Quest wanted to go back to Quest Group. But seeing that it was late, she decided to head home.

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"I'm ready to head home... Have you gotten home yet? I want to eat the dumplings you make tonight," Xyla asked straightforwardly.

On the other end of the call, Stanley was still sitting in front of his laptop. As his hand accidentally touched the loudspeaker button, Xyla's voice could now be heard in the entire office.

Suddenly, the employees who were paying serious attention to what Stanley was saying while they stared at their laptops were all stunned...

Stanley didn't care either. Instead, he calmly switched off the loudspeaker function. After that, he slowly stood up and walked over to the huge French window. "Sure. What fillings do you want?" He looked down at the congested city calmly as he asked.

Although Stanley had walked away, the employees from various departments could still hear him clearly.

The expressions of everyone on the screen grew increasingly bizarre.

"Let's go with a mixture of three types of fillings. Are you at home?" Xyla asked.

"Hmm... I'm in a meeting... I'll head home immediately," Stanley said.

"Forget it then. I'll make it myself," Xyla said.

need... I'll make it for you once I get home. The meeting here will be

that case, I'll buy the ingredients," Xyla

"Okay," Stanley said.

the two of them hung

around. Instantly, his facial expression turned cold once again. He returned to

eyes immediately resumed their originally serious sitting

today's meeting... Dismissed," Stanley said

that, he directly turned off

the company went crazy. The company's

today's meeting would end at seven o'clock? Did he leave just like that after his wife said she

I don't think anything is shocking about this, is there? It's not the

very curious how Xyla managed to do that. How could she order

Xyla used to control a man

book on how to control one's

wasn't in this group, everyone spoke their mind a little

in the special assistant's office, Zack Cassidy kept an

glasses up his nose bridge. 'To be

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first went to the supermarket to buy groceries. After that,

arrived home, Stanley walked

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