At that moment, someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” Abel said.
The door was pushed open. It was Evelyn; she was in a pink dress, and she put on full makeup. Abel was furious to see her, and he asked with a frown, “Evelyn, why are you here?”
She showed him the lunchbox and responded, “Mr. Abel, your mother asked me to bring you your lunch.”
“I don’t need it,” he said coldly. “You can go now!”
“Mr. Abel…”
“Secretary!” He yelled, “Send off the guest now!”
She was scared, and she trembled and walked away. His secretary closed the door behind her.
Benjamin started to laugh. “Abel, you’re indeed a very cold man. How could you treat a woman with such cruelty?”
“Well,” Abel looked at him coldly and said, “if you don’t want to talk to me properly, I’ll chase you away too! I don’t know how to treat a man gently either!”
“I don’t need it,” Benjamin said. “My heart is aching.”
“You’re pretentious!” He did not look at him, and he took his pen to get to work again.
“Let’s go,” Benjamin stood up and said. “Have a drink with me.”
He put down his pen after hearing his words; he had been wanting to drink for quite some time as he felt uneasy.
“Where to?”
“You should choose the location.”
“What about the Imperial Palace?” Abel suggested.
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