"Ariel Morris, you—" Hearing someone approaching, Benny Saxton immediately raised his head to reprimand, but upon glancing up and seeing who it was, his momentum weakened a bit, and he spoke with a heavy face: "Why is it you? Where's Ariel Morris?"
Arlo Seys sat down coldly, his expression distant and detached: "My wife is busy. If there is anything, speak to me."
Benny Saxton's face slightly twisted. He could lose his temper in front of Ariel Morris, but he had to hold back and restrain himself in front of Arlo Seys. The fire in his belly wanted to burst out, but he didn't dare, feeling both aggrieved and furious inside.
Seeing Benny Saxton speechless, Arlo Seys took a sip of coffee, exuding nobility, his eyes cold and indifferent: "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
"President Seys!" Benny Saxton's expression changed, speaking in a deep voice: "Could the Seys Family show mercy and let Susan go this once?"
