After finally getting off work at night, Luther secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

As expected, his master seemed to have consumed gunpowder after he saw the bunch of flowers. The air pressure in the office was terrifyingly low the entire afternoon.

Fortunately, he had been by his master’s side for a long time and did not step on a landmine. However, the expression his master gave him was none too good-looking either.

It was only those high-level executives who had gone in to report who had suffered, they all got their heads chewed out.

When they came out of the office, all the blood had practically left their face.

He even thought he would be working overtime today and did not expect to get off work on time.

"Please go and pick up Estelle." Byron had instructed him coldly before he left.

Luther saw his master striding into the elevator and then only he reacted abruptly. He responded repeatedly toward the elevator door.

It was just that, his master was obviously after getting of