Connor looked at Braylee. "Mommy, has Mr. Cara been busy these past few days? He hasn't come to see us."
Hearing this, Braylee caressed both kids on their heads. "Of course. Mr. Cara is looking after such a huge company. How can he find time to go out every day? That's enough; don't complain anymore. Eat your dinner and go to bed early."
"Sure." The kids nodded.
The next day, Braylee started work officially.
Braylee punched her card and then went to the procurement department to check the fabrics sent by the textile mills three days ago. After confirming that everything was fine, she walked to the CEO's office.
Hearing a knock on the door, Cara called out without raising his head, "Come in!"
When she heard the reply, Braylee pushed open the door and went in. "Mr. Cara."
At the sound of her voice, Cara's eyes flickered and he stopped writing with the pen still in his hand. He looked at her coldly and asked, "What's the matter?"