The corridor was very quiet, with only Sylvan Cheney and Kade Yuvan standing there.
"President... will that pregnant woman's stomachache be okay? I'm a bit scared," Kade said nervously.
He could tell that Jasmine Yale cherished her child very much, not as the rumors suggested, that she wanted to use the child to climb up the ladder.
"I don't have children, how would I know?" Sylvan rolled his eyes at him.
"True, true, the President and I are the same, unmarried, hehe." Kade knew that in some aspects of life, the President and he were both inexperienced.
In the business world, the President was formidable and skilled, but even he wasn't all-knowing.
The loose hospital gown hung on Sylvan's body, making him look very thin in the lonely silence.
"President, you should go back to the ward and rest. I'll wait at the door. You've just woken up, and your body hasn't recovered. At dawn, I'll get you breakfast."
