"Did something happen? If you have something urgent, you can go first. You don't have to accompany me." Evelyn Sherman hesitated slightly before saying.
"There are some minor issues, but it's not urgent. I can deal with them tomorrow." Chester Yale's expression disappeared in a second, and he restored his carefree appearance.
He turned his head to look at Mr. Gomez, whose eyes darkened as he hesitated to speak.
Mr. Gomez dared not say anything more, and he bowed respectfully before leaving the private room.
"What are you waiting for? Blow out the candles and cut the cake." Chester handed her the knife in his hand and opened his thin lips slightly.
"Are you sure everything's fine?" Evelyn took the knife from his hand, still asking uncertainly.
His reaction just now didn't seem like everything was fine.
Even she had never seen him show such an expression before...
