Otto spread his hands. "What's the difference?"
"The difference is..." Welt took out his phone and made a call. "Theresa? Otto has plenty of free time, and he said he can work twenty hours straight."
"???"
Otto was horrified!
Despicable!
How could he just call Theresa directly?!
"I suggest that you hand all your work over to Vice Bishop Otto, Theresa."
"Yamero!"
Otto couldn't take it anymore. Welt was already so old—how could he not afford to play fair?!
What kind of move was calling his granddaughter to make him work overtime?!
Welt took a step back and hung up.
Right after that.
Otto's phone rang. When he took it out and saw that Theresa was calling, his face turned utterly sour.
I'm screwed!!
After answering the call, he learned that a huge pile of documents was being sent to his office.
Otto's grief was nearly about to flow backward into a river.
Welt said smugly:
"Let me think... how did that saying of yours go? Otto, although you no longer have free time, you still have work."
"..."
Otto's mouth twitched. It felt like a boomerang had struck him.
What had he said to Welt back then?
'Although you no longer have a father, you still have me!'
Ugh.
This time, Otto had lost.
Driven away by Welt, Otto could only return to his office and start working.
This taught them one thing.
Don't get in someone's face.
Because you never knew whether they might drag you down with them.
Noticing Welt's gaze, the three people standing not far away immediately left as well.
They were afraid Welt would find something for them to do.
Kiana was afraid Welt would make her catch up on her homework.
Bronya was afraid Welt would make her deal with Anti-Entropy documents.
Lin