Erin was having trouble taking off the wedding dress he last had last put on. Even with Lowen's and Eron's help. So the latter had to fetch Patrick again from his private office to help take it off.
"It was a bit complicated for us-" Eron stopped at his tracks behind him as he did from the front.
He stared at his assistant with an intent look.
"How long have you worked for me already? And you still haven't figured out my way of thinking?"
"Who would've wanted to go inside your head?" Eron quietly murmured to himself.
"What did you just say?"
"I said, no one else has a way of thinking as exceptional as you do. So pardon me for being such a low witty person." Eron basically rolled his eyeballs at him before passing through. Like he was not even the boss between them.
He began to smirk.
