Steve Price looked tense, cautiously asked, "CEO, you and your wife last night..."
Caleb Mamet smiled slightly: "Yes, that dress was given by you."
Looking at the man's smile, Steve Price felt goosebumps, trembling in fear, "CEO, I did all this for your own good. Consider my loyalty, please let me off this time..."
"You have good taste; I won't deduct your salary." Caleb Mamet raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement.
Steve Price: "..."
Not deducting it? It seemed that the CEO was very satisfied with his gift.
Upon hearing this, Steve Price breathed a sigh of relief, his mouth running away, excitedly saying, "CEO, I'm glad you like it, but it's useless if you like it. Your wife is very dissatisfied with your skills, and it's a shame about the sleepwear I prepared!"
...
The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.
Caleb Mamet's eyes were filled with danger.
In Mrs. Mamet's eyes, was he really not good enough despite pulling back at the last minute last night?
