Isla Astir continued, "Poppy isn't that kind of person."
"People's hearts are inscrutable," Mandel Thompson said evenly. "What kind of person she is will never be written on her face."
Isla Astir laughed lightly.
Another half hour passed, and the car finally arrived at the entrance of the Astir family's residential complex.
Isla Astir got out of the car.
"Miss Astir, wait a moment."
Mandel Thompson suddenly spoke up.
"What is it?" Isla Astir turned to look at Mandel Thompson.
Mandel Thompson spoke indifferently, "The process isn't finished yet."
Process?
Mandel Thompson pointed to his own cheek.
Isla Astir understood in an instant and immediately leaned over to give him a kiss.
"Well, I should go now."
"Wait another moment," Mandel Thompson spoke again.
Isla Astir asked, smiling, "What is it now, Boss Thompson?"
Men, why do they always have so many issues?
