Albert didn't stick around for long. He only had a brief talk with Melissa about the company. Then he patted her on the shoulder and said, “If you ever need anything, just give me a call. Duefron is very important to the company. We can't afford to lose this market at all."

“I understand, Mr. Waston." Melissa nodded again. Being his subordinate, she naturally cared about Albert's future in the company.

Albert stubbed out his cigarette and went on. "The situation in Heron is tense, but I can still manage. By the way, I need to take a family photo with that woman tomorrow morning."

This sudden thought instantly plunged him into a bad mood.

Frankly, Waston Group was not what he truly wanted. What he wanted for himself was freedom, but he was now trapped by this so-called responsibility for the rest of his life.