It was Zack Cassidy…

Stanley Batton immediately answered the call.

“Mr. Batton, you’re not asleep yet,” Zack said.

“Not yet. What’s the matter?” Stanley asked.

“Nothing much. I just wanted to ask if I could take leave to return to my hometown…

“My mother just called. She said my father doesn’t have much time left…” Zack said.

He sounded like he had been crying.

When Stanley heard this, his facial expression instantly became stern.

He quickly handed over the food in his hands to Xyla Ques