This short sentence almost made my strong exterior crumble in an instant.
I instinctively wanted to agree with him, but soon, I snapped back to reality.
I pretended to be confused and asked, "Mr. Hodge, are you asking me to persuade her? I can try, but I can't guarantee she'll listen to me."
After I said this, Philip's gaze became deeply focused, and he stared at me for a long while without speaking.
I blinked slightly and asked with a hint of confusion, "What is it? Mr. Hodge, did I say something wrong?"
Philip smiled faintly and lazily shifted his gaze away, his interest in me clearly diminishing.
I knew then that my performance might have fooled him.
He leaned back in his chair, his expression growing a bit cold. "Forget it. A plaything like her isn't the only one I have. Now tha
