"Mr. Benjamin, there is one more thing I would like to ask of you, but I'm not sure if you can agree to it?" After a moment of silence, Frank Parker picked up the warmed teapot from the table and poured himself a cup of coffee. Seeing that Benjamin Lawrence's cup was empty, he also poured him another cup.
Benjamin Lawrence immediately held the coffee cup with a flattering look and said, "Mr. Parker, I can pour it myself. I don't know what you need, but as long as I can do it, I will do it for you."
"It's not something that requires any effort from you."
Frank Parker played with the porcelain cup in his fingers, smelling the faint coffee fragrance emanating from it. With a casual tone, he said, "I wonder if you could tell me about your daughter's life since she was a child."
"I want to understand her."
