With a serious expression and tone, it was as if it was a promise.
"..." Perry Reed surprisingly had nothing to say.
After a while, Perry Reed managed to squeeze out a sentence with a livid face, "What's going on between you and him?"
Flossie Wright leisurely held her teacup, sipping it slowly, as if she hadn't heard Perry Reed's words.
After quite some time, noticing Perry Reed's increasingly displeased expression, Flossie hesitated for a moment before saying, "That's between him and me."
Perry Reed brooded for a long while, feeling a surge of frustration and anger inside, not knowing how to vent it.
Damn it!
She really brushed it off neatly!
A moment later, Perry Reed's stiff expression gradually softened. He raised his hand and grabbed Flossie's hand across from him, forcing some sincerity into his expression, "Sweetheart, don't be so formal. Your business is my business."
