Chapter 35 Dinner

• ‘WTF, Max? You’re not serious about this, are you? Wasn’t the harassment at lunch enough? What else does he want? If this project wasn’t important for our company, I would have already cursed that guy off. Isn’t telling him I have a boyfriend enough? These men are so frustrating,’ she complained, covered her face with the pillow, and screamed into it.
• ‘Doesn’t he remind you of Sebastian, though? The direct questions, the tactics, and now the dinner. Do these men have one guidebook they read on how to get the girl?’ Max wondered.
• ‘Max, at lunch, he talked about Navio’s contract. How did he get that information? Do you think we have a spy in the office?’ Clara frowned as Max shook his head. ‘I was wondering about that too.’