Right now, it's a stalemate.
The people below were arguing fiercely. Despite this, Maxwell Saxon maintained a calm demeanor, took a sip of coffee from the table, and was about to speak when his phone vibrated.
He pulled out his phone, intending to hang up, but upon seeing the displayed number, he frowned slightly, looked up to apologize to the others, and then took the phone outside.
Once out of the meeting room, he immediately answered the call.
"Young Master, Miss Yates is ill, running a high fever. Please call a doctor immediately," Sister-in-law Chapman said, her voice laced with anxiety and worry.
Maxwell Saxon's expression changed slightly: "She's sick?"
"Yes, she seemed fine at noon, but suddenly developed a high fever and her face is pale from coughing."
"I understand. Make sure she's well taken care of. I'll send a doctor over right away."
Maxwell ended the call and immediately called for a doctor to go there at once.
