"Why is it so difficult to answer?" For some reason, he was particularly concerned about how she viewed him and wanted to get the answer from her. Her silence made him lose his unusual patience.
"I'm not in the position to say what kind of person you are, boss..." Ava finally replied.
For her, sometimes he was cruel, and the other times, he was kind. Well, apart from that night at the nightclub. She really couldn't figure him out, so she didn't dare to describe him.
"Oh..." Franklin said, a little angry that she answered perfunctorily. He moved closer, his eyes sparkling with bright light.
"What are you up to?" Being held down on the grass, surrounded by his strong arms on both sides, Ava, who had nowhere to escape, looked fearful and asked timidly.
"Go ahead and judge me. I'm putting you in a position to do so." As a last resort, Franklin gave a mild kiss and uttered slowly, panting slightly. "So, what's your conclusion of me?"
