"Ladies, why aren't you talking? Are you stunned by my good looks?"
Fatty was suddenly lifted by the back of his neck at this moment.
Looking at Edwin Blake's daunting expression, he wasn't afraid at all, "You finally caught me?"
Edwin Blake: ...
Without saying a word, he carried Fatty into his office.
Once inside, Fatty saw Emmy drinking yogurt.
"Emmy! You traitor!"
Emmy hurried to explain, "No, this nice uncle gave it to me. Brother, you should have some too."
"Well, I'll reluctantly take a sip then. Thank you, nice uncle."
Fatty thanked Harry Ross.
Harry Ross was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, panicking inside.
Oh no, the president is facing unfair treatment today, and someday he'll retaliate!
Fatty turned around and kicked Edwin Blake in the stomach.
"Put me down, I want a sip of yogurt."
"This is my office, and everything here is bought by me. If you have the guts, don't eat."
