Evan looked at John with a surprised expression. "So, who should pay for the drones?"
"Sir, you should," John answered, devoid of any shame or guilt.
Speechless at his words, Evan sized him up.
John reasoned, "Mr. Seet, didn't you say you'll do whatever it takes to meet Ms. Lane? If you can meet her, it is worth sacrificing your money for two drones. Unless you prefer money over Ms. Lane, and if that's the case, I'll tell her when we meet her."
I never thought he can sound so justified when threatening people to hold his ground. Getting bolder now, are we?
Evan smiled wickedly. "John, since you're so good at predicting, how about resigning your position as the secretary and work in the company's forecast team?"