Abel started to talk at length.
Are they talking about work?
He could talk about it with her for a lifetime!
So, they talked from the Royal Palace to the hotel, from the lobby to the elevator, from the elevator to the guest room...
Abel glanced at his watch.
"It's noon, shall we go eat?"
Betty, who had been enthusiastically listening to him talk about oil field data, immediately put on a stern face when she heard that.
"Alright, show the guest out!"
Eating is one thing, but she definitely wouldn't eat with him.
The little brat, her defenses are quite high.
Abel smiled, "What I mean is talking while eating, you can't work without eating, haven't you noticed I've lost weight for you, can you bear to let me starve?!"
Betty rolled her eyes, catching a glimpse of his noticeably sharper chin.
Lost weight? More like a little shrinkage!
Thinking of those files, her heart softened.
"Let's go, eat."
