Rusell furrowed his brows and called out once more, "Howard?" Seeing no response from Howard, he lifted his foot and tapped on his calf. Howard suddenly came to his senses and let out an "Uh?" before asking, "What's wrong?"
"I said, for the US$466,600,000, shall we bear it together with our brother?" Rusell repeated what he had said earlier.
"Oh, sure," Howard answered, his gaze becoming somewhat unfocused.
"Howard, what's the matter with you today? You're so absent-minded." Rusell noticed that something was amiss with Howard and turned to stare at his face for a while before spotting a scratch on his neck. He suddenly reached out, poked it, and laughed, "Yo, what happened? Which woman was so fierce as to leave such a deep mark? Could it be your so-called true love? I didn't see that coming, quite intense!"
Howard's face darkened, and he abruptly swatted Rusell's hand away, rising from the couch in one swift movement.
