"And what makes you think you are in the wrong room?" Raymond sat on the other seat and crossed his right leg over his left, looking at Sophie with an indifferent gaze.
Sophie was left speechless. Just how do you expect me to reply to that? I wanna go home!!
"Well, I don't think that Mr. Raymond would need a matchmaking program to find a wife, so you might be here to discuss business with someone?" Sophie said as she looked up at Raymond's face. She did not raise her head, so the sight of her looking up in such a way suddenly felt inviting to Raymond. He wanted to pinch her cheeks but held himself back.
"What's your number?" He asked. His emotions were masked by his auto indifference.
Sophie was confused. Number? What number?
Seeing Sophie's blank eyes, Raymond felt like facepalming. As expected, this woman is as unreliable as always.
"I mean the number the receptionist gave you" He muffled in annoyance.
