So after taking a small sip of his red tea, he put the cup down.
"Why are you staring at me like this? You don't suppose we have any real connection, do you?"
The stunned gang leader, who had widened his mouth in surprise, was at loss for what to say.
Therefore, feeling the humiliation of his social status and position, he started to jabber, hastily crafting an excuse.
"Nothing much, sir. I am just grateful for your actions."
Once this was said, he immediately adjusted his thoughts, understanding what the correct course of action should be.
He must not waste his energy on useless matters; instead, he must discern what he should and should not do.
Even if the woman in front of him is incredibly beautiful, what does that have to do with him?
One has to realize their social status at times.
If one fails to realize it, they might blindly pursue better things.
That might only bring them endless humiliation and awkward smiles.
What Violet had just said was very polite indeed.
