"What are you doing?"
"This is my money, my dad doesn't know about it. He pampers me, his only daughter, and gives me everything. I don't need this much."
Without any explanation, Walter Smith closes the safety box: "Ava Gibson, are you pitying me? Take it away! I'm not so desperate yet to need help from a woman!"
"Walter Smith! Until when will you continue your prideful charade? I can understand your refusal to accept the role offered by Fame Group. With your talent, it would be easy for you to secure a position in another company. But what I can't understand is why you are hiding here! You are running away!"
"If you came to say these things, leave after you finish."
"This money isn't simply given to you, it's a loan, a loan!" Ava Gibson stressed, "I know you're short of cash right now, so consider this as startup capital, and you can pay me back later."
Walter Smith watched her silently, without uttering a word.
