When Mrs. Jones was sent away, William Bryan was expressionless one second before, and the next, he reached out and grabbed Charlee Ford's face.

The soft white flesh on her face was pinched by him, and she looked pitiful.

"What are you doing?"

"I should ask you that." William Bryan looked at her. "You know how to run a company?"

"I don't understand." Charlee Ford began to lie without blinking.

As a fool who has just returned to normal, how can she run a ...