She glanced at the person in the living room. The CEO was holding a teacup, sipping gracefully, and observing her living room. He frowned at times, twitched the corners of his mouth at other times, and then showed a rather amused expression.
Was he making fun of her home being like a pigsty, or was he making fun of her home being like a pigsty?
Julissa had seen all these expressions on her mother's face before.
Every time her mother came to her place, she would help clean the house while wearing that speechless expression.
After washing the dishes and drying her hands, Julissa walked out of the kitchen. Looking at the clock on the wall, she said to the person in the living room, "Mr. Nichols, it's getting late, isn't it?"
Scott also looked at his watch. "Well, it's already so late."
