Connor's frown deepened. He knew why Maxwell was here.
He then waved his hand and said, "Invite him to the study. I'll be right there."
After getting dressed and walking into the study, he found Maxwell sitting there with a dark expression.
"Heh, Mr. Tandel, what made you come to my place in the middle of the night?" Connor said instead of greeting, grinning.
"Hmph, Mr. Hart, you're younger than me, and you've spent less time in Pecling than I have. However, aren't your subordinates getting a little too arrogant?" Maxwell yelled angrily, slamming his hand on the table.
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