"Was it fun?"
Richard stood in front of Amelie's desk in her JFC office, his arms crossed in front of his chest. The irritated tone he asked that question with prompted Amelie to raise her eyebrows and offer her husband a questioning expression.
'He barged into my office first thing in the morning completely ignoring my schedule and now he is standing here like a king and asking vague questions as if in an attempt to mock me. Shameless.'
Amelie was already not in the mood for such ridiculous interrogations and wanted to get rid of her husband as soon as possible. Thus, she finally asked in a distant tone, "What do you mean?"
"Don't play ignorant, Amelie. I've heard about the little sparring match you had in your hotel's office yesterday. Never took you for someone who welcomes violence in her surroundings."
