Frank was stunned for a second before quickly explaining, "Sir, this bun was sent over by Madam."
Cassius's half-lidded eyes instantly lit up. His gaze fell on the bun, a spark of warmth flashing through them. "She… sent this?"
She actually cared enough to send him food?
Frank, knowing exactly how much mentioning her affected Cassius, hurried to add, "Yes, Madam sent it. She knew you skipped breakfast and insisted I bring it over. She said an empty stomach isn't good for your health."
Cassius took the bun without hesitation, tore open the wrapper, and bit into it.
The rich aroma of seasoned meat filled the office, and surprisingly, it tasted… good.
At the doorway, two figures stood frozen... Girard and Sawyer, the brothers who had just arrived.
Sawyer's jaw nearly dropped. "Bro, am I seeing things? Mr. Cassius is eating a meat bun! In the office! Doesn't he usually avoid food like that?"
