She was not genuinely smiling, but it was a professional smile. A woman like her had to smile a little whenever she faced guests, or she would end up miserable.
After Vany witnessed Thomas’ strength, she dared not be careless either. She was afraid of making Thomas unhappy, so she took the initiative to move forward and say, “Mr. Mayo, do you want me to dance with you?”
Thomas looked indifferent. He did not answer. Instead, he gently picked up a bottle of red wine from the bar beside Vany. He filled up a glass, held the wine glass in his hand, and carefully tasted it as if he did not see Vany.
That made Vany feel a little awkward.
After he drank half a glass, Thomas asked a question that sounded like nonsense, "You’re Vany?”
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