At the same time, if it was a man and a woman in this place, the scene would be full of romance. Amelie held the wet towel in her hands and wiped the corner of her mouth. She had eaten her fill and raised her head, but the man opposite her also wiped his hands and looked at her.
When their eyes met, Amelie immediately lowered her eyes and avoided him. Her heart was struggling in pain, and why was she unable to complete the job she supposed to do?
So painful.
Chaim smiled, "Why don't you dare look at me?"
Amelie was already a little embarrassed, but this man asked directly. She took a deep breath and raised her head, "Mr. Leveson, do you think I'm a qualified assistant?"
"Oh! Do you need me to give you an evaluation?” Chaim raised his red wine cup and leaned lazily on the back of the c
