Chapter 163

• Clearly, Carl had noticed his presence. With one hand in his suit pocket, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyelids lifting slightly, the pressure in his gaze almost tangible.
• Assistant Larry instinctively took a step back!
• However, Carl paid no attention to him, lowering his gaze and playing with the red bead on his wrist. The conference room's lighting cast shadows over his deep features, shrouding his emotions in mystery.