Chapter 207 A Video Conversation Between The Two

• When Max heard it, he was stunned. Dalton acted as though they were nonexistent. Wynter paused to reflect. "Yes, I do have a query." "All right, wait a moment." Dalton turned to face the heavily perspiring figure in front of him. "You can now depart. By tomorrow, I would want to see the findings. From the other end of the line, Wynter could hear faint sounds. It sounded oppressive even though it wasn't particularly clear. Dalton was treated with a great deal of respect by the person speaking to him. He even sounded afraid when he talked. "Yes, Mr. Wynter didn't fully understand the last statement.
• When she finally woke up, however, the call had changed to a video call. He called out of the blue, but she didn't turn him down. Wynter handled both video and audio calls with the same casualness. Dalton was on the screen shortly after. Wearing a black suit, he sat in an executive chair with his long legs crossed, perhaps just wrapping off a meeting. His necktie was slack enough to show off a small portion of his sexy chest. He lifted his head to reveal his attractive face when the video call connected. He leaned back and said, "What do you want to ask?" His deep voice attracted attention. The attraction of his appearance caused Wynter to gasp once again.
• Hearing his voice was not the same as facing him. Every time she saw him, a thrill went through her body. Something inside her ached to own him. Wynter suppressed her thoughts and looked into his eyes. But Dalton turned his head away. He remarked, "Your shirt," in a gentlemanly but distant manner. There was a sense of strange hoarseness in his voice. A shirt? Wynter looked down and saw that after taking a shower, her white T-shirt was a little translucent. It was holding on to her collarbones, which may not have been appropriate for the whole public to see. She lowered the towel and untied her long hair, allowing it to cascade over her shoulders as she arched an eyebrow.