From Natasha's tone, it seemed like she was even more excited about the medical center's opening than Andrew himself.

Andrew chuckled. "It's just a small medical center, nothing as grand as you're imagining. Don't forget to bring your people from West End. Think of it as giving everyone a day off!"

Natasha laughed, covering her mouth. "Are you sure you want all of them there? That's several hundred, close to a thousand people. Do you even have space for everyone?"

Andrew grinned. "I'm your boss, after all. If I can't even arrange seats for my people, what kind of leader would I be?"

Natasha teased, "No way, my darling isn't that incompetent. Alright, I'll let Dylan know, pick out a fitting opening gift for you, and then bring everyone over."

Andrew quickly interjected. "No gifts, really. Don't make it too formal. Just come by and join the fun."

Natasha huffed. "That won't do. You're our boss, and proper respect must be shown. I'm not just picking any gift—I'm go