Chapter 39

Although there weren’t many diners in the restaurant, it would be embarrassing to bicker in a public setting.John had lowered his eyes as his gaze shifted toward the woman’s arm and furrowed his brows.His facial features always had a cold aura—it probably had something to do with the usual deadpan expression he wore on a daily basis.His knitted brows did not mean that he was furious, but it merely made him look like he was about to snap at any minute.The woman pursed her lips, but did not loosen her grip. “President Constance, shall we head outside to talk? President McCaw is sincere about this collaboration and it’ll be hard for me to face him if our discussions do not turn out well.”He scoffed and maintained his aloof expression. “How you’ll face him has nothing to do with me.”She was taken aback by his words and did not know how to respond.