Donald returned to the dining with a faint and half-hearted smile on his face.

"Is everything okay?" Jennifer asked. She sensed the tiredness on her man's face.

"Not really, sweetheart. I have to get to the office in the next thirty minutes."

"What?" Jennifer said with a little scowl on her face. "Why are you going to the office?"

Donald forced a grin. "I made it clear I didn't want to take the call. But you insisted. Well, I have to deal with the result of taking the call."

"Hmm," Jennifer exhahed tiredly. "When will you be back?"

Donald stroked his hair. He had no answer to the question. He...