CHAPTER 63: GOING OUT FOR LUNCH WITH THE BOSS

"Mr. Ruediger, you have a visitor," Clarence, my butler, announced as he walked into my room. He sounded hesitant. Paul did not bother turning to look at him as he faced the mirror, checking out himself. "I've told you often not to disturb me when preparing for work." He scolded him, frowning at his reflection in the mirror as he knotted his tie. "But sir..." Clarence tried to say, but Pauk cut him off quickly. "There are no buts. Just tell whoever it is to leave and come back another time. Okay?" Paul said firmly. He was stretching his dress. "This is nice." He muttered to himself. "Ahh... Sir. I'm not sure I'm being paid enough to do that?" Clarence shook his head. His tone was laced with sarcasm as his face brightened with a smile. "What do you mean?" Paul frowned, raising an eyebrow. "He means he can't send your grandmother away." Fiona's voice sounded from the door. Paul's head jerked fast at the sound of her voice. "Mama!! You are here." He rushed to his grandmother's s