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    A loud sound echoed in the room.


    In a fit of anger, Mekhi hurled the porcin bowl in front of him to the floor, shattering it into pieces.


    Both Ryder and Sally shook with fear.


    Sally’s eyes welled up with tears.


    She nervously bit her lip and offered an apology, “Mekhi, please don’t be upset.


    I shouldn’t have said those words.


    ”


    Mekhi’s expression softened.


    “Even though you may not have strong feelings for Noelle, she is your sister.


    She’s dealing with serious illness and some mental challenges.


    As her younger sister, shouldn’t you pay her a visit?”


    “Okay.


    I will visit herter today.


    ”


    “Be careful on the way.


    I’ll arrange for two bodyguards to go with you.


    ”


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    “Alright, I understand,” Sally replied, not dwelling on it too much.


    Mekhi’s agitation quickly subsided.


    A servant promptly ced a new set of tableware before him.


    With fork in hand, Mekhi regained his usual rxed demeanor.


    “Our dishes are getting cold.


    Don’t sit and watch.


    Let’s continue our meal.


    ”


    Only then did Ryder and Sally feel at ease to eat.


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    After some time, Mekhi inquired, “Ryder, have you been upied with work Lately?”


    Ryder looked up, puzzled.


    Just as he was about to respond that he had been quite busy, Mekhi interrupted, “If you don’t have something doing, I can arrange for a position in the National Security Bureau for you.


    ”


    “Mekhi, I…”


    Ryder, who could barely endure thirty minutes of military training without difort, wondered how he could endure the daily missions and constant activity demanded by the National Security Bureau.


    He cried in his heart and questioned if Mekhi was intentionally venting his frustrations on him.


    Without ncing at him, Mekhi said in a serious tone, “Start handling thepany’s affairs remotely on aputer and spend more time at the National Security Bureau to establish yourself there.


    ”


    With a forlorn expression, Ryder hesitantly inquired, “Mekhi, can I decline?”


    “Of course,” Mekhi replied.


    Ryder felt a glimmer of hope.


    Just as he was about to firmly refuse, Mekhi added, “However, if you decline, I’ll perceive it as ack of ambition and dedication.


    Last night, I prepared a cane for Sally, and it has been unused.


    Why don’t you try the cane and receive fiftyshes?”