However, Dilbert Walker was still standing there stubbornly, immovable as a rock.
"You all can leave first."
Ella Lacey's luminous eyes glanced at the attendants, and they filed out one by one.
"Uncle Dilbert, can we have a chat?"
Ella Lacey pulls him to sit down and sets a cup of steeped red tea in front of him.
Dilbert's face was, however, tight, he ignored the tea in front of him and spoke firmly, "Miss Lacey, I'm afraid I may have to leave now, the company might need me for something."
"That won't be necessary, Uncle Dilbert, I've already discussed with Arthur, he's given you half the day off, his secretary will notify you in a moment." Ella Lacey had sought forgiveness rather than permission.
Sure enough.
A message from the company's internal system quickly appeared on Dilbert's phone: Dilbert, Arthur has approved half a day leave for you.
"..." His already tense expression instantly became rigid.
In his calm heart, there was an uneasy ripple...
