Todos los capítulos de Guardian-In-Law: Capítulo 4301 - Capítulo 4310

Edmund owed his lifestyle to Kaze. To carry on living in privilege, Edmund would need to protect Kaze at all costs. By keeping his ambition hidden, Edmund could continue to run the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch. Always having his eyes on the prize, Edmund could focus and make the right call. “That’s interesting. How did they know to fixate on our people? They can’t lock onto a target, though.”Kaze understood the motive behind the stalking, just not why. Something seemed off about the whole thing. Still, Kaze did not fret over the answer. He could play it by ear. “We have a mole, but this person doesn’t know the whole truth, so they are looking at a few suspects. They might think that the real branch leader is someone close to me.” Realization came to Edmund. However, Edmund found it unbelievable. “But the people around me are too smart to betray me. I’ve been kind to them. It will be silly of them to bite the hand that feeds them.” Edmund could not wrap his head arou

“We are all here to work. What’s with all the thrill?” Kaze asked. “Can I ask a question, Mr. Lee? What’s your relationship with the president?” Jenny heard some rumors through the grapevine.“You should know better than to gossip when you work the front desk. Some subjects are off-limits,” Kaze uttered while looking Jenny in the eye. Kaze would usually turn a blind eye to Jenny’s little chit-chat because her information turned out to be pretty beneficial. However, Jenny stood to lose her job at this rate. It was a friendly reminder on Kaze’s part. Jenny looked at Kaze in confusion, baffled as to why he would say such a thing. “Mr. Lee, I’ve been nothing but help to you. Where is this coming from? “I was just curious. I have never leaked internal information.” Jenny showed where she stood. “I know you well enough, but you need to tread carefully.” While talking, Kaze walked into the office building. The moment he stepped foot into the building, the employees spot

Today was one of those rare opportunities to get to know Kaze. Kaze was going to be the immediate superior. Of course, the employees wanted to be on good terms with him. The point to note was that Eliot was demoted to a team leader for being hostile to Kaze. Yet, Kaze was able to firmly secure his place in the company. The fact itself spoke volumes of his tactics. Not wanting to get on Kaze’s bad side, the employees would do everything to suck up to him. “It’s been ages. Does the manager know that it’s lunchtime now?” “I know, right? At this rate, the restaurant will run out of good food.” “Should some of us head out to order ahead while the rest of us follow in a bit?” An individual suggested. Essentially, they did not have the guts to knock on Kaze’s door and ask him out for lunch. Maddie stepped forward. “Two of you can head on and order something light for Mr. Lee. We can add on to the order once we get an idea of Mr. Lee’s preference.” Maddie assigned two p

Amid work, the staff were filled with emotions. Though the workload was on the heavy side, the detailed workflow eased the staff into completing the job. “Maddie, Mr. Lee is amazing. Our work is planned out thoroughly, so it’s especially easy for us to execute.”“With these processes, I reckon we should finish on time.” “I know, right? These tasks feel easy, and I couldn’t be happier. It’s different when we used to be so busy, but we couldn’t get a whole lot done.” “Despite the volume of work, everything is well organized. We even have time to take a break.” The staff had a lot of nice things to say. “That’s Mr. Lee for you. I see why he got a pay rise soon after joining the company. It just proves that skilled people shine wherever they are,” Maddie uttered. The other staff members nodded in agreement. They were blessed with a good leader. “It’s time to get cracking. We need to invite the other managers for dinner later,” Maddie said. “I’m heading there to get a s

The group did not appear to be the restaurant’s usual clientele. Yet, there they were, outside the door. One of the maîtres d was not too pleased. They earned a percentage of sales, getting a big fat commission off the customer’s consumption. Some generous customers would tip enough to cover a week of their salary. They would stand in the front to welcome customers, hoping to snag some potential high spenders. The white collars were not the ideal customers because they would pick the cheapest items off the menu. These people were a waste of time and space, and the maîtres d would not see any increase in their wages. “Why are the cheapskates showing up all at once? They don’t look like they can afford the place. Why are they in Altitude?” One head waiter in a suit whined. With a grimace, she walked out. She wanted to stop the group from entering Altitude and keep the restaurant to a high standard. God forbid if the group was seen in Altitude, the other customers would