But Matthew here has not left the company yet. He is standing in front of the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, his enchanting facial features reflected on the glass, overlooking the viaduct downstairs.
The continuous flow of traffic on the viaduct is like a string of dazzling pearl necklaces.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang. He thought it was Astrid calling from his landline. He frowned, and a cold light flashed under his eyes.
As soon as he connected the phone, Acashia's clear and jade-like voice came from the other side.
"Father, when will you come back to play with me? The godmother has also left."
Hearing the child's voice, Matthew frowned, "Soul, Dad and your godmother have something to do outside, so go back later."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come back."
