"You..."
Observing the change in the man's expression, Lily was so frightened that she almost stepped back.
But the hard desk was right behind her, she had nowhere to retreat.
"Aidan Lucas, calm down... you said, you wanted to talk business with me." Unable to escape, she pleaded for mercy, hooking her arms around the man's neck, showing weakness.
Aidan Lucas, however, did not show any sign of impatience.
He casually glanced at his wristwatch.
His slender fingertips brushed her slightly swollen red lips, kissed by him, and he said indifferently, "Hmm, you have nine minutes and forty seconds left."
His words implied that the so-called ten minutes of business talk was not a joke.
Lily was almost on the verge of tears, but there was no helping it. Seeing his cold features and the cool depth in his eyes, she knew he was not joking.
