Joseph was a little annoyed by Harriman's attitude. He took a deep breath and tried to play the emotional card. "Harriman, we've known each other for decades. Can't you say a word to me?"
Harriman's face was still devoid of a smile. "You said that we've known each other for decades, so you should know better who I'm loyal to."
Seeing that he couldn't even take in the emotional card, Joseph's steps became heavier. He knew that today's matter couldn't be taken lightly.
"Old Madam, Mr. Joseph is here." Harriman knocked on the door.
After a long while, Joline's tired voice came from the other side of the door. "Come in."
Harriman opened the door and let Joseph in.
The first thing Joseph saw was Joline, who was standing by the window and looking out into the distance. Seeing her slightly hunched back, he seemed to finally realize that his good sister was not young anymore. He was five years older than her and was already 71 years old.
