Coupled with his good looks, all the girls in the company wanted to catch his attention.
I never expected that the usually serious and unsmiling Mr. Evans would have a completely different side in private.
From the moment we boarded the plane, he started complaining in a low voice.
Sometimes he complained that the seat was too hard, sometimes he complained that the coffee was bad, and sometimes he complained the noise on the plane.
I closed my eyes and listened to him chattering in my ear all the way.
It was hard to make it to the hotel, so I thought I could have a good night's sleep.
I didn't expect that Harrison would start again.
Just as I finished washing up and was about to go to bed, Harrison knocked on my door.
I opened the door and saw him standing at the door with messy hair and clear eyes, holding a bottle of wine.
"I can't sleep, can you have a drink with me?"
Before I could say anything, Harrison had already walked in on his own.
We drank a lot and my consciousness gradually became blurred.
At that moment, Harrison put down his glass and stood straight in front of me.
"Chole, I have something to tell you."
I was in a daze, so I casually nodded my head.
"Go ahead."