Because of the previous incident, Albert Lambert had always been unable to raise his head among the old men.
It wasn't that he didn't want to believe it, but that he didn't dare to believe it anymore.
This kid might have seen him ill and deliberately tried to cheer him up.
"My boss doesn't have time." Harry Lambert immediately denied.
However, the next second, Molly Walker's soft voice cut in: "I'm free."
The scene instantly fell silent, utterly quiet.
"Why are you here?" Harry Lambert knitted his eyebrows, obviously somewhat flustered.
Molly didn't answer. She walked straight to the bedside and leaned over Albert Lambert's body to say, "Uncle, I am the manager of 'W'. Harry Lambert's code name in 'W' is Six, he has indeed been working for 'W' these years, and he didn't lie to you."
Albert Lambert was slightly surprised, looking Molly up and down.
"You are...", Albert Lambert glanced at his son and found his face blushing.
