"No."
"If you don't have an appointment..."
Before the receptionist could finish speaking, Koa Jackson turned around and made a call to the side.
Within a few minutes—
Zane Jackson's personal assistant came down personally and greeted him warmly, "Third Young Master, what brings you here?"
"Lead the way," Koa said blandly.
"Yes, this way please."
The assistant courteously led him inside, turning around to give the bewildered security guard a fierce glare. The guard was on the verge of tears.
Koa Jackson and the assistant entered the private elevator.
Soon—
They arrived at the chairman's office.
Zane Jackson was naturally surprised to see him, standing up from his swivel chair with a smile, "Koa, what brings you here?"
He valued the only son between him and Ayla Ward very much.
Lydia Williams, Marianne Jackson, and Bryan Jackson combined weren't even a fraction of him.
But—
He had neglected to care for him over the years.
