"No."
Kairi looked back.
Scott's gaze remained frigid. His words were as lethal as a dagger coated with poison.
"In the future, I hope that when you meet other people at a cafe as my assistant, you won't embarrass me."
Kairi's face became paler when she realised that he was talking about her attire. "Is what I wear really that important? Why do you care so much about appearance?"
"If a person can't even get the basics of dressing up right, it's really unnecessary to understand her as a person."
Kairi was stunned speechless.
She really couldn't stand him. There was just no two-way conversation with him.
As Kairi felt the rage rising in her, she wanted to turn around and leave, but she felt bad when she saw Scott on his wheelchair. What if he got into trouble if she left him alone?
