"Beep beep, the phone you dialed is turned off."
Turned off? Lucas Knight furrowed his brow in displeasure; the little one dared to hang up on him and even turn off the phone!
His displeased aura instantly permeated the surroundings, making people feel as if they had fallen into an icy pit.
"The meeting is over." Lucas Knight suddenly threw out a sentence, picked up his black coat, and strode away.
Everyone: "..."
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Luxury lounge.
The man lay casually, with a lazy posture. His powerful, intimidating aura made everyone's skin crawl.
His deep and sharp eyes took on a bloodthirsty and violent gleam. He intuitively felt that there might be trouble with the Sovereign Empire.
Just in a meeting, Aunt Fang suddenly made a call. Since he had instructed Aunt Fang to report anything immediately before leaving.
During the meeting, he took the call.
Aunt Fang said she wasn't feeling well, morning sickness was severe.
