The car slowly pulled over to the side, and Adam Jones unbuckled his seatbelt and got out, heading straight for a certain place.
Following Adam’s line of sight, Robert Green saw the tall and handsome figure of his boss resolutely entering a very well-known pet shop on the roadside.
Is the president seriously planning to buy a pet for his wife?
Every time Robert thought of his wife holding a cat or a dog with a poker face, he couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Is the president sure that buying a pet is an appropriate choice for his wife?
Before long, as Robert stood beside the car waiting for his boss to return, he saw Adam exit the pet shop with a space capsule carrier in hand, inside of which was a very beautiful ragdoll cat.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Robert really couldn’t imagine what it would look like for his usually aloof boss to be carrying around a cat.
When he saw Adam return, Robert immediately reached out to open the car door, his gaze inevitably scanning over the ragdoll cat lying lazily inside the capsule.
The cat’s body was covered with soft, pure white fur, and since it was just a newborn kitten, it wasn’t very big, its tiny ears pink and delicate.
A pair of deep blue eyes, noble and charming, made one unable to resist wanting to hold it.
Robert noticed that the cat shared a very similar trait with his boss—it was stunningly beautiful, but when looking at people, its eyes were so cold it made them feel unapproachable.
Thinking this, Robert couldn’t help but speak out of turn, "President, is this cat for your wife? It’s really pretty."
His comment successfully drew his boss’s indifferent gaze, and Robert immediately smartly fell silent.
His boss had an epiphany, he was trying to please his wife now, how could he speak out about such a thing!
Deserved to be smacked!
Thinking so, Robert gave himself a mental slap on the cheek.
Though the Jones company employed a large number of elite talents, as the head of the company, Adam Jones couldn’t truly free himself from responsibilities.
After staying in the hospital for two days, a bunch of matters awaited his attention at the company.
Plus, with the Butterfly Square bid leaked, and the project starting in these two days, everyone at the company was extremely busy.
Adam was busy until after four in the afternoon when he received a call from Old Master Campbell, inviting him to dine at the Campbell family’s home.
His eyes lit up imperceptibly, but his voice remained as calm as ever, "Alright, Grandfather, I’ll come over after work."
After hanging up the phone, Adam’s lips began to uncontrollably curve upwards.
His frigid look cast towards the ragdoll cat that was sitting elegantly on the coffee table, staring back at him with equal coldness, and the light in his eyes brightened just a touch more imperceptibly.
After work, Adam didn’t go straight to the Campbell home, but first stopped by the Jones family residence, much to the Old Lady’s surprise.
"Adam, you’ve been discharged?"
She had planned to visit her stubborn grandson in the hospital later on.
Hearing that Old Master Campbell had been discharged today, she didn’t know what Elly was thinking.
With Old Master Campbell staying in the hospital, she had thought her grandson might seize the chance to spend more time with Elly.
Now that Old Master Campbell had been discharged, she feared this kid couldn’t even dream that Elly would visit him just for his sake.
She had originally felt a bit of sympathy for her grandson; after all, this single day-watch dog that drove his wife away with his ability was, upon a closer look, rather pitiable.