Chapter 37: Adding Oil to the Hot Fire"Miss Foster, is there anything else?"
Michael opened his mouth at this moment with a light and cold tone.
What frightened Tiffany Foster was not Michael Wilson's gloomy face and cold voice, but his words.
Tiffany Foster held her breath and looked at Michael Wilson in a daze and her eyes were full of anxiety.
"Miss Foster, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."Michael said indifferently.
I'll leave first!?
What did he mean?
Tiffany Foster's eyes widened in panic as she stared at Michael Wilson's handsome face .
Michael didn't explain. He stood up from his seat, reached out to grab a chair, and was about to leave.
"Mr. Wilson."
Tiffany Foster clenched her fists and hurriedly stood up, calling out to Michael Wilson with red eyes.
Michael
