Elly Campbell was indeed curious about this, but she always thought Leo Hall wouldn't tell her, so she didn't waste her breath asking.
Seeing him ask proactively now, she looked at him and said directly, "Curious."
Leo Hall pointed to the sofa, gesturing for her to sit down again, and said:
"Sit for a while longer, and I'll tell you."
Elly calculated the time; there was still an hour left until off work, so she sat down again.
Leo Hall sat opposite her, poured Elly a glass of juice, and for himself, he held a glass of milk, sipping slowly.
This psychological deviant, like a child, holding a cup of milk, sipping it with signs of milk foam on his lips, paired with his innocent face, was quite incongruous.
This man, in front of anyone, wouldn't make them think he was a psychologically disturbed research mogul.
