"Why are you here?!" Startled at the appearance of Theodore in Eric's office, Evelyn frantically scanned her surroundings for any sight of Eric.

"Are you surprised?" Theodore gave a mischievous smile. "Chief Finley specifically made his office available for our date. What a great guy he is..."

"Hey! What are you talking about?!" Evelyn exclaimed exasperatedly. "Who is on a date with you?"

"A single guy and girl like you and me in a room alone, if this is not a date, then what is it?"

By now, Evelyn was seething with anger. Not wanting to engage him further, she turned around and stormed out.

"That thing of yours, you don't want it anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Evelyn made an about turn and marched over to the desk with an outstretched hand. "Hand it over!"

"Hand what over?"

"That... thing!"

"Hahaha!" As though he had heard a hilarious joke, Theodore burst into laughter at what she said.

Incensed, Evelyn questioned, "Do you think this is very funny?"

"Is it not funny?" As he continued talking, Theodore rapped his knuckles rhythmically against the desk, still humoring himself with a big grin.

At this point dispensing with all niceties, Evelyn replied sourly, "Are you sure you aren't sick?"

"CEO of a big company? He sounded more like the prodigal son riding on the coattails of his family's inheritance!" Evelyn thought furiously.

"Nope, definitely not sick," Theodore blinked as he replied. "And believe me, I can guarantee that I would be a hundred times more fun than what Morris has to offer."

"You..." Blushing at his flirtatious remark, Evelyn paused and gave a brittle laugh. "I see, I guess Mr. Kingsley's thing is only comparable with a piece of plastic. Tsk tsk, what a..."

Trailing off purposely, she glanced down at him in disdain.

"Certain things cannot be evaluated by the naked eye. They must be personally handled for their performance to be assessed." Standing up suddenly, Theodore leaned forward across the desk and quickly grabbed her hand, whispering amorously, "How about giving me a try yourself?"

"Bah! You really are shameless!" Evelyn jerked her hand away as though bitten by a snake, chiding. "Not everyone is as casual as you!"

"This is not being casual; this is enjoying life." Eyeing her scornful face, he curled his upper lip, smiling. "I can guarantee that I will rock your world a hundred times over than if you used Morris's appendage."

"Shut up! You disgust me!" Enraged, Evelyn pointed her finger at him and snapped, "If you keep talking about Morris like that, you'll never hear the end of it from me!"

If there was one thing she absolutely hated, it was other people making fun of Morris.

Gripping her hand again, Theodore taunted, "Never hear the end of it? Are you sure someone as small as you can handle my 'end'?"

"Let go of me!" Unable to wrench her hand away this time, Evelyn positively simmered with anger. "You're shameless!"

To her surprise, instead of letting go of her hand, Theodore instead came out from behind the desk, pulling her into his arms.

"You bastard!"

"Theo, I got it..." Eric entered the office excitedly, only to freeze in place. At once, awkwardness consumed him.

Filled with shame, Evelyn did not dare to make eye contact with Eric. Pushing Theodore away, she covered her face and ran out of the office.

"I think this is yours, catch."

Upon hearing this, she turned around abruptly, only to find that Eric had already taken Morris's appendage and was examining it curiously. Her head exploded in a loud bang! as a swell of emotions flooded over her—chagrin, anger, embarrassment and discomfort. As tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, she rushed over, grabbing Morris's penis from Eric before running out in distress.

"Was she crying?!" Coming back to his senses, Eric immediately grumbled at Theodore. "Why did you have to make a pass at Dr. Morgan?"

Seeming equally taken aback, Theodore shrugged. "I didn't know that she would be so sensitive."

"She's an innocent girl who has yet to see the world, nothing compared to the women you usually interact with. Treat this as a warning—if you ever dare to bully one of my subordinates again, don't blame me if I turn on you."

Unperturbed, Theodore merely smiled and said, "Why don't you turn on me now, so I no longer need to fund your science and technology building? Let's see, the fifty million I save should be enough to buy me plenty of girls."

"Look at you acting all high and mighty." Eric rolled his eyes.

"Me? Acting all high and..." Theodore was interrupted by the buzz of his cellphone. Seeing that the caller was his maid Garcia, all playfulness instantly vanished from his face. Nervously, he answered the call.

"Young Master, please hurry back and bring little missy along with you to see Senior Master! He has been kicking up a fuss all afternoon."

"Little missy?"

"Yes, Senior Master threatened that if little missy does not come soon, he will start to smash—oh no! He started smashing things already. Young Master, please hurry..."

As the smashing sounds continued in the background, Theodore's face abruptly changed color. Hanging up the call, he rushed out of the office with Eric shouting at him behind.

On the way back, he accepted another call from Garcia, informing him that Senior Master had smashed everything in the living room, and was now threatening to set fire to the house.

"Let him do it!" Slamming on his brakes, he shouted into the phone. "Let him burn! I'll see if he'd burn to death together with the house!"

Terrified, Garcia whispered, "Young Master, Senior Master is not thinking straight right now, so please don't get angry with him. We need to get him to calm down as soon as possible."

"What can I do?!"

"Senior Master wants to meet little missy. If you can bring little missy over, Senior Master will definitely quieten down."

All of a sudden, Theodore turned silent.

Is Evade the little missy that Grandpa is so desperate to see?

Unfortunately, she was probably still shaking with anger because of him. It would be a miracle if she would be willing to come.

What if he begged her? Nope, that was not an option!

Kidnap her? Not too ethical either.

This was a tough one...

Wait... Aha! Got it!

With his eyes suddenly lighting up, he immediately placed a call to Eric.