"Lucas, what are you doing? Still awake this late? Where are you hanging out?" Edward Foster entered his house in a good mood.
Lucas Harlow didn't answer immediately but seemed to walk to a quieter place. The noise outside gradually faded away before he said, "I'm on vacation. You better have something important, otherwise hang up first."
"Hey! Do you have to be so heartless? — Oh, right, you're on vacation? Have you coordinated with your agent about the schedule? Lucas, you're famous now, hahaha..." Edward Foster couldn't help but laugh as he thought about how Lawrence Winters used to be Lucas Harlow's only fan, "You were made popular single-handedly by our Lawrence."
Lucas Harlow: "..."
"When did Lawrence become yours? How come I didn't know?" Lucas Harlow said calmly, "Can you change your habit of sweet-talking? It's somewhat okay for your flings, but in front of your own employees, how should they think? What about your spokesperson's work?"
Edward Foster: "..."
