I Really Don't Know Who's Actually Behind the Times

"Who are you calling an old lady..."

Hearing William tease her, Halsey pursed her lips in slight displeasure and put on the act of a young girl as she said:

"I'm only fifty-five, all right? That's the age of a maiden in her prime. How can you call me an old lady..."

"Uh..."

William had just been about to reach out with his right hand and put it around Halsey's fragrant shoulder, but after hearing his wife say that, he couldn't help shuddering all over.

Only fifty-five?

Good grief...

But William couldn't be bothered to argue with Halsey. He could only shake his head helplessly, put an arm around her shoulders, and lean back against the soft sofa with his eyes closed, relaxing.

After reining in her playfulness, Halsey saw how tired William looked and couldn't help feeling sorry for her husband. She sat up straight, reached out, and massaged William's temples with her slender fingers as she asked softly:

"What's wrong, my big boss? I remember you seemed to mention having some troubles earlier, right? Did something happen? Tell me about it."

"Mmm... that feels good..."

Halsey applied just the right amount of pressure. As his fatigue eased, William couldn't help letting out a low moan.

After taking a moment to recover,

he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the oval office, speaking with a slight furrow between his brows:

"Tony Stark and Bruce Banner have disappeared. According to Arthur's speculation, our arrival may have caused Wakanda, with its abundant Vibranium resources, to make contact with the Avengers ahead of schedule. So those two Avengers may very well have already gone to Wakanda."

"Wakanda?" Halsey raised her left eyebrow. "Looks like Mr. Stark considers us a threat to Earth."

"Yeah." William nodded without denying it and