Chaim bent down and whispered into her ear, "I've already been watching for half an hour."
Amelie's fair ears immediately became pink because of his words. The man burst out a smile from her chest and hugged her closer.
Just then, the internal phone beside Chaim rang, he frowned, as though he did not want to answer it, because he wanted to pick up the woman who was about to let go of his arms. Obviously, he wanted her at this moment.
"Go pick up the phone!" Amelie took the initiative to push him over.
Chaim had no choice but to listen to her. He released her hands, sat up, and picked up the phone.
"The meeting starts at nine—thirty, Mr. President." At the other side, Devan's voice warned him.
"Alright, I understand." Chaim answered, put down the phone, and continued to lean over, tig
