Chapter 718

It was working hours at the office. Normally, Vincent was very particular about company culture and image. However, he was now lying on the couch with his shirt collar slightly loosened and a hand pressed against his forehead. Despite resting with his eyes closed, he appeared tense and rigid, lacking his usual relaxed demeanor. When Tiffany entered, Vincent didn't open his eyes. He maintained his position and said, "Prepare yourself. The meeting will proceed as usual in half an hour." Tiffany set the coffee down and crouched beside the couch. Seeing his poor complexion, she felt a pang of concern. She gently reached out and touched his cheek, causing Vincent to open his eyes. His eyes were filled with exhaustion, with tiny blood vessels reddening the whites of his eyes. He looked terribly unwell. "Tiff?" Vincent took her hand and asked in a hoarse voice, "When did you arrive?" Tiffany smiled faintly. "I just arrived." As Vincent attempted to get up, she pressed him back down. "L