Chapter 283 A Tinge of Impatience

• Just when I was giving it a thought, I caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure coming from the other end of the corridor. Isn’t that Beverly?
• Lowering my voice, I protested, “President Walker, someone is coming. Please let go of my hand first!”
• Startled, Eric followed my gaze and saw Beverly as well. Without a tinge of fluster, he kept holding my wrist and asked nonchalantly, “How about that? Would you consider taking my offer?”