Simon shrugged nonchalantly. He was here to stir up trouble, and though they had already explained things so clearly, there was no point harping on this specific issue. Of course, that didn't mean he was going to let Apex off the hook so easily!
"Director Lowell, I am not at all pleased with this special arrangement of yours! Our time is extremely valuable, yet we've wasted nearly the entire afternoon on this Purple Clay Teapot. And now Mr. Galloway claims this was all just a bet? This makes me seriously doubt how much your country values this exchange! Or perhaps in your country's eyes, this entire cultural exchange is nothing but a game?"
One crisis had just been averted, and Simon had already dropped another bombshell.
This time, Director Lowell's expression grew even darker. He shot a sharp glance at Quentin Marshall. 'What in the world is going on? Why was I not informed about this beforehand?'
