The night was deep, and Assistant Law sent Junior President Payne back to his residence, which was enveloped in darkness. The windows were open, letting in chilly breezes that made him shiver with cold.
Junior President Payne's residence didn't feel like a home; it was cold and seemed more like a studio.
People on the outside always said the Payne Family was reclusive and aloof.
Indeed, this was the case.
Even on important holidays like Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's, the Payne Family rarely festooned their residence with lights and decorations; most of the time, they just gathered for a meal.
The large house, with its white walls and black tiles, hadn't been refurbished for a while, appearing like...
A beast ready to devour.
Silently gaping with a gaping maw.
As an assistant, he didn't dare to overtly criticize his boss's family affairs but privately guessed that perhaps the Payne Family members lacked warmth toward each other.
