"Glad you understand," Kevin Cliff patted the cast on his hand and got up to leave.
"Boss, do you act the same way in front of Miss Xia and Miss Green?" Wester Welson asked and immediately regretted it, because the big boss stopped, and turned to give him a cold sidelong glance.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean… not even being able to say 'thank you,' let alone sweet nothings that lovers exchange. Women actually prefer men who are good at expressing themselves; they can't intuit your feelings through actions alone."
If he were to die, so be it! After all, he'd just made a meritorious deed and could show off a bit.
Kevin Cliff's face turned dark in an instant; slowly, he turned around and stepped back toward him, "Wester, I had no idea you've been waiting for me to say 'thank you'!"
"Uh... boss, maybe the drug the doctor gave me had some hallucinogenic effect. Everything that just happened was not my intention!" Wester Welson hurriedly blurted out excuses for himself.
