With the incentive of a reward, he worked his hardest.
The chairman's rewards were always substantial, never something like a promotion or a vacation; it was simply money.
Simple as it may be, it deeply pleased him.
The chairman took one last look at the mutant in the dining room and then, escorted by the security team, he left and headed towards the elevator to go straight to the rooftop.
The Fish Mother peeked her head out to look around, seemingly to ensure that the chairman had left the area. Satisfied, she let out a long breath.
Two tentacles reached over the iron plate, directly picking up the box of roasted dragon fish and handed it to herself.
"Mmm!" The Fish Mother excitedly stared at the golden, crispy fish and directly lifted it into her mouth.
It only took her a moment to devour the whole fish.
Feeling somewhat unreplenished, she surrounded herself with a translucent water orb and shattered the dining room's glass to walk into the office.
