"No need to discuss it," Trenton Smith said coldly. "You can forget about it."
Edward Yeeze looked up and stared at Norris, who was resting with her cheek on her hand, gazing out the window. His eyes sparkled, and he spoke with a salivating tone, "Don't you think she has a unique charm?"
Trenton gave him a cold look, "My woman, whether she has charm or not, is none of your damn business!"
"You really won't do me this favor?" He had been looking for a model suitable for that particular perfume for several months. He had never found a suitable actress or model who matched the perfume's aura until now. He would do whatever it took to get her.
Trenton glanced at him and walked away without giving him any face.
He had no interest in displaying his woman in front of everyone.
