The repeated flights had left Jacob tormented.

Even before he actually had the time to enjoy Dubai, he had already gotten sick of the place and didn't want to ever return.

And on the flight, he couldn't stop his thoughts from going astray.

Now that he was not getting back the money he had lost, his only hope was Mr. Bay.

Fortunately, Mr. Bay was serious about his promise that he would at least save him a job as department head.

That was why, despite his thoughts running astray, he never considered the thought that he would be kicked out of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

As soon as his flight landed, he didn't wait to turn off his phone's flight mode, waiting for the internet connection to return so that he could ask Mr. Bay about the meeting.

Once he did, he received a ton of messages from public accounts to acquaintances—many had already found out that he had resigned from the post of administrative vice-president and wanted to ask how he was doing.

And Matilda was