Hearing those words, Ron simply closed his eyes and pretended that he hadn't heard anything at all.
His breathing became steady as though he had already fallen asleep. Seeing that obvious act, Asher gritted his teeth in frustration.
'This little brat...'
After staring at Ron for several seconds, he finally snorted before turning around and leaving the room.
Meanwhile, Danielle was in an exceptionally good mood.
The generous bonus she had just earned made her feel as though even the gloomy sky looked brighter.
A faint smile remained on her face all the way back home.
However, the moment she arrived outside her house, that smile disappeared instantly.
Standing near the entrance were Mason's parents.
Margaret and Jonah. Both of them were already elderly.
Margaret was around sixty-five years old, while Jonah was nearly seventy.
The two old people stood outside her home with pitiful expressions, occasionally pacing back and forth as if they had been waiting for quite some time.
