Chapter 249

A loud, booming voice was heard from the other end of the line, containing a trace of melancholiness.

“Bob, what has happened for you to call me this late at night? This is very unlike you.”

Desmond Fargo was currently at home in his study room, looking at the following day’s work minutes. He was wearing reading glasses, and his hair was white at his temples.

He carried the aura of someone who had been in an official position for a long time. His actions and demeanor were both stoic and resolute.

Bob Yates was a good friend of his for many years. In the past, both of them were often seen hand-in-hand, achieving numerous accomplishments in the system together.

Even though Bob had retired early, he still had a strong influence. That was especially true when it came to many students.

Bob flicked a glance at the nonchalant Philip and said, “Desmond, my son Samson is facing some problems in his company. The tax officers got to him and said there are problems with his books. Plea