Chapter 1108 Chloe Is Unquestionably the Lady of the Whitmans

In the finance department, the peak workload was already dealt with. With their manager out, staff members were chatting casually. "Do you think Iris and Mr. Joseph have reached their destination by now? I wonder what might be happening between them.” "Be careful what you say. The walls have ears.” "Ha! The manager is out, so who’s going to scold me? Didn't you text me about the same thing just last night? We're among friends. What's there to worry about?" "What do you think will happen?" A firm, commanding voice that clearly did not belong to anyone in the finance department interjected, instantly quieting the room. All eyes turned toward the door as Patrick wheeled Harold in. Harold zeroed in on the gossipers. One of the employees nervously tried to explain, "Mr. Harold, I was just joking. Please don't be upset." "Yeah, it was just nonsensical chatter." They eyed Harold nervously, fearful for their jobs. They regretted their loose talk. Harold looked at them coldly and said