"You're married? You don't seem very old." The man asked with a hint of surprise, and then realized it wasn't very polite. "Sorry, I was just a bit surprised."
The stewardess left after delivering the juice.
Polly Sutton looked at the cup of greenish juice in front of her, the implication couldn't be more obvious.
Is this person too deep in character?
A couple heading for divorce, with no feelings, trying to create a scene of catching infidelity here?
Not long after the juice was delivered, Andrew Lindsey came over.
Andrew bent slightly and whispered without disturbing others, "One month of milk tea, or will you go back?"
He really didn't want to sit next to the big boss any longer; that expression seemed to be ready to throw him off the plane anytime.
Listening to Andrew's words, Polly Sutton replied, "Flavor my choice?"
Andrew nodded, "You order, I pay."
"Including for my senior and senior brother?"
"Sure."
