Chapter 133: Return to the Homeland
"Is there a problem? I'm fine, why wouldn't you be?" Frederic Howard furrowed his brow, speaking in a mild tone.
"No, no problem, but—"
"If there's no problem, then do as I say. No need for so much talk." Frederic Howard cut him off.
"Yes, sir."
"Hmm, double your salary if it's done well." With that, he hung up the phone.
Evan Hicks looked at his disconnected phone with a sullen expression, muttering to himself, "I just want to rest; I don't care about doubling my salary." Despite his words, he resignedly got up and went to work.
Time flew by. Frederic Howard rubbed his temples and instructed Evan Hicks, "Pack up. We're heading back home later. Book the earliest flight possible, preferably today."
"Sir, you haven't rested for two days. Why don't
