"Do you think it's inappropriate for a married couple to enjoy some activities on a whim?" Bradley suddenly asked.
On a whim? This concert had stopped selling tickets three days ago. Even with his capabilities, it would be impossible for Bradley to get tickets right before the concert was about to start.
Pablo shot him a cold glance. "That's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean, Mr. Ramsey?" Bradley pressed on.
Pablo couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just impressed by your exceptional time management skills, Mr. Harrison."
Again. Why are they always so tense and full of gunpowder every time they meet? Angela felt caught between them, a look of helplessness on her face.
Bradley's anger simmered, but he knew this wasn't the time to lose his temper. Ad
