Coco couldn’t believe her ears.
Her round, grape-like eyes were frozen in shock.
Andrew’s face twitched.
Wasn’t this brat supposed to be a gentleman?
At a time like this, shouldn’t he be protecting the girl? Even if he didn’t let her sit on his lap, at the very least he could’ve pulled up a chair for her.
Telling her to squat? What was she, a dog?
The atmosphere instantly froze.
Like a stage play where one actor suddenly went off script, throwing the others into awkward silence, unsure how to respond.
Candice: That’s my boss all right—still as venomous as ever, like cyanide with a smile.
She quietly let out a breath of relief.
For a moment there, she’d really thought he had taken a liking to the girl.
To be honest, if he had decided to go for the girl, as his assistant, all she
