As if he knew his suggestion was abrupt, he smiled and said, "After all, we've both come here, and it would seem like a wasted trip to just leave. Besides, I wanted to talk to you about Gigi's condition. I do have some research in the field of blood diseases, so consider it as if you've met an expert in that field."
Enna Clark also felt it would be inappropriate to leave immediately upon arrival. After pondering for a moment, she lifted her head, her bright eyes more natural now, and walked over to sit opposite Lyle Westbrook, "Mr. Westbrook, what are you drinking?"
"Mocha."
"Then I'll have a cup of Blue Mountain."
Lyle Westbrook, the gentleman, told the server, "Brew a cup of Blue Mountain."
"Right away." The server immediately went to prepare it.
Soon, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of Enna Clark. She took a sip and found a topic, "Mr. Westbrook, you said you wanted to talk to me about Gigi's condition. Is something wrong with her health?"
