After receiving his own boss's unkind gaze, Greyven looked extremely unnatural as he took a few steps forward to block in front of Anastasia.
'Boss, I ...'
He struggled with how exactly to open his mouth so that his boss wouldn't get angry.
'Alright, I'm not interested in your private life, I don't care which woman you want to sleep with, don't ruin our plan.'
'Okay boss.'
'Mr Michael, I said before, we will meet again, you didn't believe me then, it's not ...'
Anastasia sat herself down on a chair and raised her eyebrows at Michael, who was also sitting upright with a sultry look.
'Sir, you called me here, is there something yes?'
'I want to talk to you about a co-operation.'
Michael pursed his lips and said in a deep voice.
'Oh? What is it that I can help with, sir just tell me.'
