"Young Master, you've misunderstood." Bucky said, "Master has been in contact with the police for the past few days. He was also sad about Young Madam's matter. However, the Emperor Family is so big, and there is also the Imperial Moutain Group. We can't ignore this and lose the other. Everyone has put their focus on finding Young Madam."
Bucky said again, "Besides, Master is here at this time. He is worried that you will be depressed, Young Master."
Aman put down the photo in his hand, a disdainful and indifferent expression on his face.
It was an unnecessary move.
He sunk into a deep daze?
Who would look for his wife if he was depressed?
"He's gone," Aman said. "I don't want to hear what he said now. The most important thing to me right now is not the company, but Chloe. There are secretaries and high-level managers in the company. I, the president, don't show up for a month, so I can also operate normally."
He looked at Chloe's studio.
