Charity laughed. "Well, you'll be wearing your uniform most of the time, so there’s no need to waste money on that. Seriously, just save the money."
"No way. I want to buy it." Max tapped the steering wheel and scoffed. "If I don’t dress up, I'll probably never be able to get a girlfriend."
After pausing for a few seconds, he glanced at Charity strangely. "Is it because you don’t want to go shopping with me? Or are you not grateful for my help? Just be frank. Then, I'll tell Ryan tomorrow that I'm not interested in you and have him introduce a potential partner to you."
"...Enough." Charity snapped, feeling helpless. Were Ryan and the rest too bored?
The women were busy with their careers, yet the men just wanted to keep their women company.
"So do you agree on going shopping?" Max winked and smirked.
Charity held her head in her hand. "Fine, fine. You can decide on the time."
"Okay, tomorrow it is. Coincidentally, tomorrow is my day off,” said Max.
Just as Charity was about to speak, Monte suddenly sent her a WhatsApp message. [ Babe, let's go to your favorite restaurant to have breakfast tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at 9:00 p.m., okay?]
Max stole a look at the message and ridiculed, "Trash. Sc*mbag."
Charity was at a loss for words.
At the same time, Chester happened to
send her a message. [Come to the office at 9: 00 a m. tomorrow. I need to discuss something with you ]
Max took another glimpse at it and snorted. "Why do you always attract sc* mbags?"
Chester was so angry that he gave Charity a call. "Eliza, I originally planned to discuss letting you join the board of directors tomorrow, but it looks like you're not interested in being a director."
"Will you actually allow me to join the board of directors?" Charity found it quite astonishing.
"I did have such an idea, but... now?" Chester snickered. "It seems you want to be a shareholder until you die."
"Babe, I suddenly feel like smoking. Can you light a cigarette for me?" Max's extremely gentle voice sounded beside her.
Disgusted, Charity shuddered and glared at Max in a huff.
Max flashed a smile at her, revealing his white teeth. "Babe, you're good at lighting cigarettes. I like it.”
"Eliza, which man are you with so late at night?" Chester's icy voice sounded from the phone. "Max?”
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