At the Grayson Corp company building.
Tristan was sitting behind his desk, handling some papers when he suddenly looked at his wristwatch. He frowned slightly but then resumed his work. After what seemed like less than five minutes, he once again glanced at his wristwatch for the second time. His frown deepened, nevertheless, he continued working.
Kaleb, who was standing at the side, silently watched Tristan with a half-smile on his face, which he tried not to show.
He seemed to be doing a silent countdown in his head because the moment it hit the five-minute mark, Tristan once again glanced at his watch.
This time, Kaleb couldn't resist smiling and finally spoke up. "Boss, it's not closing hours yet, but… if you want to leave work, no one can stop you. You're the boss after all."
Tristan seemed to suddenly realize something, but the look of realization quickly disappeared from his face. He cleared his throat and said,
