Kevin Cliff's eyes grew colder, he got up, stepped forward, and pulled her over, scanning her up and down, "This outfit isn't bad."
Charlotte Green didn't see his sullen expression and, feeling slightly uneasy, she tugged at her clothes and smiled, "Really? I had it made last year, didn't expect it to still fit so well."
A vein on Kevin Cliff's forehead twitched visibly, this woman, could he strangle her?
Charlotte Green belatedly sensed the chill in the air, looked up, and met his cold, dark eyes that bore a terrifying expression waiting for her to explain.
She smiled, "I think, as a leader of a company, I've been on vacation for too long, it's time to go back to the office."
"You think it's boring?" He believed that with her personality, she wouldn't find it boring here.
No, to be more accurate, with her personality, she wouldn't find anywhere boring.
Charlotte Green shook her head, "No, I just want to do something substantial."
