"Damn, you have clairvoyance?"
Carson couldn't help but burst into a rage and then gulped and sighed again sighed.
"You said that Emmy is just a piece of wood. She doesn't know how to be flexible at all. Besides, business and personal matters are inseparable. This is work. Besides, designing this pair of wedding rings, she has a lot of commission..."
"I'll compensate you for the loss."
James took a sip of the coffee he had just served and said faintly.
"Tsk..." Carson laughed.
He took a knife to cut the steak that the waiter had just served, took a bite and ate it before he said:
"What loss do I owe you?"
"Since you don't care, call me?"
James glanced at him. Wasn't he just doing this?
"I just wanted to tell you that you... Really like a single piece of wood like Emmy?"
"What's wrong?" James looked at him with a raised brow.
