To outsiders, he was forever domineering, strict, and impassive. In front of Cordelia, though, he was just an easily jealous boy.
Neil’s gaze was complicated and cryptic.
“We just played a round of cards the last time and haven’t got to know each other officially.” Zephyr looked at him coldly.
Neil caught what he meant and took the initiative to extend a hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Zephyr. I’m Neil Harris. My detailed information is available in the company.”
Zephyr shook hands with him perfunctorily and smiled. “Zephyr Hamerton, I’m also the second largest shareholder in Imperial Media.”
“I know,” Neil said softly. “But Madam Baker’s the one who signed me…”
Zephyr snickered, “Mona Adams said the same, but how did she end up?”
Neil smiled without saying anything.
“Of course, an award-winning actor like you is heaven and earth’s difference from the small-time influencer. You can’t be compared.”
Neil nodded. He could discern that what Zephyr said was probing him. From the first time Zephyr had met him, actually, he had been testing him. The only thing he could do was try his best not to provoke the explosive green-eyed monster.
“You have a cute cat.” Neil diverted the topic. “What breed is it?”
It was only then Zephyr was reminded of the cat he was carrying.
“Its name is Ginger.” He smiled, not forgetting to free up a hand to pull Cordelia in as he introduced the pet rather triumphantly. “Cordelia and I are taking care of it together!”
His emphasis was on the word ‘together’.
Neil smiled almost unnoticeably and bowed to pet Ginger—only for the proud tabby cat to snap its head to one side with gleaming eyes. Neil’s hand froze in the air awkwardly.
Zephyr was inwardly overjoyed. Although Ginger usually did not care much about him, it still touched him in critical moments. He thought he would add a can of fish for dinner tonight!
“Hey.” Cordelia tugged his sleeves. “Don’t you have to go to the office today? Why did you bring Ginger out?”
“Oh…” Zephyr licked his lips. It was not like he could say he rushed over with Ginger out of anger after hearing what Janine had to say over the phone.
“Uh… i-it has mites all over its body!” Zephyr kept a straight face. “I’m going to take it to the pet shop.”
Ginger glared at him and swished around, its clean and pretty orange fur shiny and lustrous.
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