"What do you mean, what should I do?"
Gilbert repeated my words while turning to me. He somewhat found it slightly comical as I looked at him with a worried face, throwing such a question at him.
A day before this business trip, I knocked on his door for the first time and he let me into his room to ask some questions. The situation was initially awkward but he welcomed me with open arms, which I never expected. He explained everything I needed to know about the jobs to assist Marvel during an overseas trip like this one. He even, with a bright smile, kindly warned me before he started talking that I might have heard something I didn't want to while we were at it.
Right. Gilbert was blunt, and the honesty coming out of his mouth was rather uncompassionate. Actually, I had been facing a certain person who was like him in the mansion every day. I could pretend it didn't affect me but I would never get used to it.
