The man wore a black suit with a tie, dressed very formally, his demeanor consistently mature and steady.
Perhaps his aura was too strong, coupled with the fact he pressured her to drink that night, causing her to have some resistance towards him now.
"Did Mr. Lancaster have something to discuss with me?" she initiated the conversation.
Ethan Lancaster approached her unhurriedly.
A bouquet of unnamed pink roses was vibrant and moist, probably about an arm's length wide, gathered together, blooming intensely.
Out of courtesy, Claire Prescott stood up from her seat but did not take the flowers from his hand, instead stepping back a bit.
Unchanging in expression, he placed the flowers on her table and slowly said, "Last night, Liam King told me you didn't want to participate in the program. Is it because of me that you refused to cooperate?"
The man's gaze was intensely focused on her, naked and without any concealment.
