91 Eldest Uncle Troubled By Hair

George looked at the time and was a little surprised. Old Master Walton and Old Madam Walton had gone for physical therapy today. Before they left, they had specially reminded him that Mia usually slept until nine o'clock before waking up, but it was only eight o'clock now.

"Eat first." George asked Mother Taylor to serve breakfast and brought his laptop to the dining room. "What's the plan for the second quarter?" He asked the people on the other end of the computer as he peeled an egg. He placed the peeled egg in Amelia's bowl and did not forget to remind her, "You have to eat eggs in the morning to maintain a balanced nutrition."

The higher-ups of the Walton Corporation had never seen such a scene. The living King of Hell of their company actually peeled eggs for someone? And he had such a gentle tone? What second-quarter plan? They had long forgotten to answer!