"Dylan..." Suzy shivered, her skin crawling.
"At your age, don’t you think this is terrifying? And where did you even learn this from?
"Acting cute works for some people, but not for everyone! When others do it, it’s charming, but when you do it, it’s like... like an old bull stumbling into a costume party. The more awkward, the worse it gets!"
"At my age? Old bull? Awkward?" Dylan's face darkened.
"Suzy, I’m only five or six years older than you. How does that translate to me being old in your eyes?"
He hadn’t done much to maintain his appearance, but his natural good looks made him appear even younger than his actual age.
"Five or six years isn’t a small gap," Suzy retorted, pouting.
"Don’t fall for those clichés about men getting more attractive with age. The only thing age brings is a stronger... aroma. Can’t you smell that old-man scent on you?"
"Old-man scent?" Dylan felt her sharp tongue deserved some kind of intervention.
"Woman, come here. We need to have a serious talk."
"A talk about what?" Suzy purposely teased him, enjoying how easily she could provoke his self-confidence.
"About whether your sharp little tongue is capable of saying anything nice. If not, I’d be happy to continue helping you... train."
"If you’re bored, why don’t you step out and let me focus on saving your company?" Suzy quipped, dismissing him.
No matter what, she couldn’t let the other party succeed.
Dylan had been putting on that act earlier to ease the tense atmosphere.
Even though the company was under attack and he was deeply worried, he had made peace with the idea that some things were beyond his control.
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