The next morning, in Sky Corporation.
“Sir, a little boy in the lobby wanted to see you.” George was very hesitant to tell his boss.
“A little boy?” Bill Sky frowned while his expression was terrifying glaring at George.
George felt his spikes rose up. He regretted telling and disturbing his boss with a little boy’s visit. Why he had to bother his busy billionaire boss for an unknown little boy? Isn’t he not thinking? But it was too late for him to regret it.
“Okay, sir. I will order the security to shoo the little boy away immediately.” George quickly turned around to leave still blaming his stupidity.
“Stop!” Bill ordered.
George gritted his teeth before turning around to face his boss. Is he going to fire him?
“Yes, Mr. Sky?” George lowered his head for more scolding as he really felt very wronged.
“What’s that little boy’s name?” Bill asked plainly but dangerous when not answered correctly.
