Alarms rang in Iris's mind. She had to avoid Charles's eyes to remember what she wanted to ask, "So, what did you do to make Ms. Bruce completely ignore Hawk?"
"Nothing at all."
As soon as Charles spoke, Iris's gaze was drawn back to his face.
He looked at Iris's wide eyes and only explained after laughing enough. "Just as your information suggested, Ms. Bruce is perceptive, so I couldn't let her realize how important this project is to me."
"Hmm... If she knew about your competition with Hawk in advance, she would try to leverage it for her benefit," Iris quickly figured it out.
"Exactly, that's a businessman's instinct." Charles took a bottle of white wine and two glasses from the nearby wine cabinet, poured it into them, and handed one to Iris. "Of course, I can't say I did nothing
