Olivia Jenkins' almond eyes held an air of icy rejection.
Benjamin Davis was unfazed and walked straight up to Olivia.
With a roguish grin, Benjamin Davis teased, "I saw myself as a rat in the street from Chief Jenkins' eyes."
Olivia's voice was frosty as she sarcastically responded, "If President Benjamin Johnson believes so, it doesn't bother me. Perhaps, you might be that rat, hence you think this way."
Benjamin Davis lightly raised an eyebrow, spread his hands, his expression indifferent, "It seems like you hate me. Since when did I become your mortal enemy?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, "President Benjamin Johnson, please don't flatter yourself. I have no feelings for you. I'm leaving to be home with my man. Feel free to do as you wish."
Benjamin Davis grinned mischievously, "As they say, showing off love only hastens death."
"Isn't it even more pathetic if there's no love to show off?"
