Eva, after discussing it with Ralph, had returned to the box.
"Mr. Warren, we need some time to consider it, and we'll give you a reply tomorrow. Are you okay with it?"
Eva's tone of voice was very polite. She was totally unaware of what had happened in the box minutes ago, and she certainly didn't know that this man was sent here by Nicholas.
The moneybags surnamed Warren was courteous as well.
"Sure, sure, Miss Loraine. I look forward to cooperating with you."
It was already midnight when Eva returned to her apartment.
Having attended two business dinner parties in one day, she was exhausted.
However, on entering the house, she spotted a suited man sitting on her sofa, resting with his eyes closed.
Eva was scared to death.
"Why are you sitting there in the middle of the night? Are you a member of some kind of cult??"
Only then did Nicholas open his eyes and, though knowing the answer, ask, "Why are you so late? Where have you been?"
