Sensing the coldness from Drake, the anger in Angelo's heart faded away. Quickly, she put on an ingratiating smile.
"Drake, I… I didn't mean it. I was just angry, so don't be mad at me. I didn't think properly before reacting,"
Picking up the pen from the table, Drake was thinking about the words Angelo said. He thought of his actions just now and frowned.
Just as Angelo said, he shouldn't meddle his emotions with the business. Thinking of that, he wasn't happy. He can't even explain himself too, recently, as something keeps bothering him.
Being stared at by the serious man, Angelo swallowed. She would be screwed, she thought and slapped her mouth lightly.
No one wanted criticism, let alone Drake. She knew Drake's temperament, this man hated to be humiliated. So, she definitely shouldn't say that.
"So, what do you want to talk to me?" said Drake with a cold tone.
Angelo, who's been beating himself up, was stunned.
