"Thank you in advance." Annie couldn't help but recall a saying: when you're tired of playing, find an honest man to marry. Perhaps this James Williams was the best honest man, but what have honest men ever done wrong? And what wrong has she done?
What she encountered was a perfect devil...
"Secretary Gray, in a good mood, huh? Boyfriend? Lover? Or someone else?" Joseph Shaw had spotted Annie from afar, sitting there with her chin in her hand and smiling brightly, her brown eyes almost sparkling like diamonds. So she could smile, after all? It seemed like the serious demeanor she showed was just for his sake.
"President Shaw, this is my friend." How did they run into Joseph Shaw here? He never dined at such restaurants, so how did he just appear like that? Annie tried to convince herself that she owed him nothing now, but she still felt a bit uneasy, not knowing what he might say next.
