"Huh...that's unexpected," Sol raised his brows, propping her cheeks behind the counter. "Although you did say he's an ambitious one."
Sarah clicked her tongue. "He wanted to curry favor with my...the chairman," she said, annoyed at the uncomfortable feeling that she still couldn't shake away. It was as if someone was trying to gather the pieces of her broken heart and was trying to glue them haphazardly. "The other recordings are only useful for blackmail, but he could make the chairman owe him with this one."
"Well, I could respect the hustle," Sol smirked. He tilted his head and snapped his fingers after musing for a bit. "Hmm...did you scold him or something? I remembered he was calling me to apologize after the New Year. I was just woken up so I thought he was sleeptalking or something."
Sarah smirked. "Just a bit. I don't want him snooping around when we get to the last phase."
"No one would dare," Sol shook her head.
