"So, uh, is the boss still coming home for dinner?"
In the luxury villa jointly bought by the Strategy Group, Maru, who was sitting at the table, couldn't help asking.
"..."
Hearing that, Drew and Tal also didn't know what to say. They could only stare blankly at the dining table in front of them.
The round table was piled high with food that had already gone cold; in fact, it was giving off a rather off-putting smell, because all this stuff had been sitting there for over two days.
Seeing that her teammates weren't saying anything, Maru instantly grabbed at her hair in frustration and snapped:
"The boss isn't actually gone because of Fire Transmission, right? Like, literally burned away!?"
"We don't know either..."
Tal and Drew exchanged a glance, and in both their eyes, three words were written crystal clear:
Out of options.
Today was the third day of Leon living wild outside without coming home.
