"Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is foolishness!"
As Anthony Varley's dismissive words echoed.
The door opened, and a very handsome young man walked in.
Who else could it be but Edward Hawke?
"Edward, why are you back?" Charles Hawke exclaimed.
However, Edward Hawke, who usually was always obedient and listened to Charles Hawke,
acted as if he hadn't heard Charles Hawke's words, completely ignoring him.
As if he were just a dog passing gas.
Instead, he approached Anthony Varley excitedly and greeted, "Anthony!"
Then looked at Sarah Sullivan, "This must be Ms Anthony, right? Hello, Ms Anthony, I'm Edward Hawke, you can call me Edward, or Eddie."
Charles Hawke swore, even though he had experienced a lot recently, more than most people do in a lifetime.
Like discovering that Anthony Varley was not a vegetable—he was shocked.
Seeing ten oil tankers explode—he was shocked.
Discovering that Anthony Varley was the Managing Director of the IMF—he was shocked.
