Rachel Clemens immediately replied, "Okay, then President Vanderbilt, is there anything else you need?"
"No, that'll be all."
Upon entering her office, Arabella Vanderbilt directly made a call to Johnson.
The phone was picked up almost instantly, and Johnson's voice, forced into a whisper, came through, "Hello, Arabella."
"Yosef Reed hasn't woken up yet?" Arabella Vanderbilt cut straight to the point.
"Hmm." Johnson hummed through his nose, sounding nearly tearful.
Every time there was a schedule in the morning, he felt the urge to die a thousand deaths.
Yosef Reed's mood upon waking was like a volcanic eruption, devastating everything in its path. To say it scorched the earth would be an understatement.
Who could stand it?
Thinking about having to wake someone up tomorrow, he might as well just let himself die.
Arabella Vanderbilt pondered for a while, then spoke into the phone:
"Go to the kitchen and get some water..."
