Unfortunately, they were in the office, so it wasn't very private.
He touched her hand and said, "Adler, what does your man do for a living? Doesn't he make money? Forcing a woman like you to earn it all."
Cecilia snapped back to reality. "Why are you touching my hand?"
Director Shepherd pushed up his glasses and chuckled. "Can't I?"
Cecilia was speechless. 'So he's trying to be a creep,' she thought.
That son of a bitch!
She'd been out on the streets since she was twelve and had seen countless scoundrels, but she'd never met one who would so brazenly touch her hand and then question her for calling him out. 'He's asking for it, isn't he?' With a single punch, she smacked his mouth sideways. "Get lost, old man!"
Director Shepherd broke out in a pained sweat, furious. "You... you... You damn girl, you dare hit me? Believe it or not, I'll report you for running a private business."
