"Master~ Don't worry~ I'll protect you~" Gabor said cheerfully in the space.
Sure enough, when Brandon Cliff came in, he apologized, "Ella, Norman Linton asked me to apologize to you. There is a shareholders' meeting today, he couldn't make it tonight. He asked me to accompany you for a few drinks in his place."
"But I can't drink." Ella was now on her highest guard, but she maintained a calm outward appearance.
"If you can't drink, you can drink a little."
Brandon Cliff grinned, encouraged Ella to sit down, then he snapped his fingers and said to the waiter standing outside, "Serve the dishes."
A whole table filled with food was quickly served.
Ella didn't have any appetite, she said without changing her expression, "Brandon, I don't care about your extravagance, but could you hurry up? I need to return to the Presidential Palace."
"Aren't you eating?" Brandon Cliff was surprised.
