Mary Kinson could not guess what William Black was thinking, but she tried to answer.

Sure enough, William Black, his thin lips pursed, and his eagle eyes gazed deeply, "I ask you how you feel sitting here alone with me?"

Mary Kinson's eyebrow lifted, and her eyes squinted.

This position, could it be Black's and the organizers?

Because she came, there were only them here, so was she ruining his business?

She lowered her gaze and explained, "I just want to take care of your injury, so you do not have to worry about me in the future."

William Black's smile suddenly disappeared.

He reached for the small teapot and...