Chapter 358

Lucille didn't see Spencer around when she returned to Sparrow Residence. Herbert told her he'd yet to return.

She checked the time and saw it was already 7:30 pm. He would usually already be home at this hour. She checked her phone, but she didn't see any messages from him. She raised an eyebrow and texted him instead.

Spencer was still hard at work. He sat at the main seat in the conference room, his expression icy and ruthless. His eyes seemed to be able to see through anyone, and nobody dared to speak when they saw the frosty look in his eyes.

Spencer wasn't happy with their proposal. Before this, he'd still kindly pointed out the problems in the proposal.

But as the meeting went on, the employees found the atmosphere in the conference room growing more grim and tense. They felt as though they were standing on a thin layer of ice above a gaping abyss. No one dared to even breathe loudly.

Just then, Spencer's phone vibrated. He picked it up, his expression still stormy. He lowe