Ivy Miller pursed her lips and smiled, "Didn't Mr. Zandros just say he wanted Robert to leave so you could discuss the cooperation alone with me?"
"I'm the type of person who follows my whims, and right now, I don't feel like discussing it with you, unless you show me your sincerity."
"Is that so? Robert Weston, you should step out first."
Robert looked at her; was this woman planning to go crazy just for the cooperation deal?
Matthew Zandros raised his eyebrows, and Ivy Miller glanced at Robert Weston.
Robert really couldn't make out what this woman was thinking anymore.
He turned around and walked out. Ivy Miller smiled and asked, "Mr. Zandros, can we talk now?"
"Hmm, now you're being clever. I noticed you haven't drunk much alcohol just now, come, have a drink with me."
As he spoke, he gripped her hand.
Ivy Miller felt a surge of disgust internally, but still picked up the glass of alcohol.
