The Orwell Group was a complete mess.
Brandon had expected it, so it did not surprise him much.
He had Jim keep an eye on the matter the whole time just to ensure that nothing would go wrong.
The sun was shining, and Brandon was sitting by the window with his iPad in hand. He looked more serious than reading a document, but he was just making a travel plan.
He promised Savanna to bring her and the kids on a trip when the matter was over.
A gentleman always kept his word.
He had to deliver his promise, so he had been studying travel guides recently.
He had never done similar things before. Brandon felt that planning a trip was tougher than making ten project plans.
He sat in the wheelchair and let out a long sigh.
Jim, who was trapped in a business battle, straightened his back vigilantly. "Mr. Cassel, has something happened?"