"I'm sorry, Miss Miller, I think, we're not that close yet? We haven't met many times, have we?"
Eva Miller felt a little disappointed. She had always been the one being overzealous. She called him Brother Johnson, relentlessly followed him, even went to his place to cook for him...
But his response to her was, Miss Miller, we're not that close yet, are we?
Isn't she being a bit shameless?
"Yes, Mr. Johnson." She stood up, looking at him solemnly, "I have something to do, so I'll leave now."
"Are you angry?" He curved his lips slightly, "I apologize for what I said earlier."
"Mr. Johnson, there's no need to apologize to me. I know it's me overthinking. Maybe you secretly look down on women like me who come on so strong. I admit, I have feelings for you, but..." She paused, then continued, "But I don't have Sophie Smith's skills, I can't handle someone as significant as you big shots."
