"Misunderstanding?" The middle-aged man turned to Nicholas Croft and asked, the fat on his face flying, looking very displeased, "Director Croft, do you know this wild girl?"
Under the puzzled gaze of the others, Nicholas Croft placed Hannah Hargrave, whom he was holding, into the arms of her assistant and instructed, "Take Miss Hargrave to the hospital."
He stood up, walked over to Sophie Foster, took the neck of the wine bottle she was holding from her hand, and casually tossed it aside. Then he touched Sophie's pale face, wrapped his long arm around her waist, and sighed, saying, "Sorry, Director Qu, the little thing has been spoiled by me, thinking there can't be any women near me."
"Director Croft means..." Director Qu frowned in disbelief, full of doubt, because when Sophie Foster and Nicholas Croft stood together, they didn't match in height or temperament at all.
