The Contracted Ever After novel Chapter 286

In Ronan's office, Emerson showed up.

"Let's swing by the Audit Department." Emerson spoke with a hint of irritation.

"Really? You, the mighty PhD, have something you can't handle?" Ronan replied, smirking at Emerson's annoyance.

"Seriously, what's Wyatt playing at? Ignoring his own team's issues and prioritizing others? Does he not understand priorities?" Emerson was pointing towards the upper floor, cursing Wyatt.

Ronan chuckled, "Why so hot under the collar? Cool down. The Audit Department is short-staffed, I'm working on it."

"Hiring people won't solve the immediate problem. What about our Finance Department's issues?" Emerson was fuming, "Come on, let's go upstairs. He only listens to you."

Emerson wanted Ronan to go upstairs and sort things out.

"You're pulling me into this petty squabble?" Ronan was reluctant to go. He was busy reviewing and signing the documents his secretary had brought in.

"Of course, who else but you, the boss? You're the firefighter here." Emerson teased Ronan.

"Firefighter?" Ronan looked up at Emerson, "I wonder who's going to put out my fires."

"Cut the crap. Where's Cordelia?" Emerson's eyes scanned the room, no sign of Cordelia. He asked Ronan.

Emerson saw Cordelia delivering some files to Ronan in the conference room earlier. He knew Ronan was trying to keep Cordelia visible.

Ronan mentioned putting out fires, so naturally, Emerson associated it with Cordelia.

"Didn't she come in today? Where is she? Did she leave?" Emerson noticed the neatly folded blanket on the sofa, a clear sign that Cordelia had been there.

"She didn't leave. She's upstairs, doing yoga." Ronan said.

"And you're still here? I know that to get to Wyatt's office, you have to pass the yoga room. And the yoga room has glass doors." Emerson said.

"No, you can handle it yourself." Ronan leaned back, his eyes still on the documents.