Chapter 39

"Don't worry, I don't like that boy Mason either. I'll speak to your father about it." Mia nodded in satisfaction. "Thank you, mom!" Grace went downstairs and poured a glass of milk, then cheerfully took it upstairs for Noah. At that moment, Noah was sitting at his desk dealing with company affairs, with no recollection of when Grace had come in. "Have a drink to warm your stomach..." Grace walked over to Noah holding the milk, and placed the tray on his desk. Noah was startled, quickly looked up, and then leaned back into his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" Grace gently patted Noah on the shoulder. "How can you not sleep? How can you handle all the company's affairs alone? Should we call Michael back? Although he charges tens of thousands for an outside lecture, it's nothing compared to the company's profits. Not to mention, this place is his home too, right?" Noah's gaze dimmed instantly, he sighed, pulled a cigarette from the drawer and lit it. "