Emma Benson leaned against the wall with her hand on her waist, looking helpless. When she saw him come out, she shook her head at him and glanced at Fiona Schmidt and the others.
Walter Schmidt understood her meaning and smiled at the two anxious people, saying, "What? Can't wait to find out the news? Want to know if he agrees!?"
"What did Daddy say?" Fiona was very anxious, grabbing his hand tightly and speaking urgently, "…Why did he call you in? Is it…?"
"Don't worry, Fiona…" Walter gently clasped her wrist, patted her cheek, and said, "No matter how anxious you are, it won't change anything, so relax."
"You sure know how to comfort someone, how can I not be anxious!?" Fiona pouted, mumbled, and glared at him with her tear-filled eyes.
"Hehe…" The man chuckled softly, reached out to hug Emma Benson, and guided her forward.
Emma observed his expression, and seeing nothing unusual, guessed that things were going smoothly. She smiled and didn't ask further.
