Chapter 409

As soon as Spencer entered his office, he asked, "Did you come to have lunch with me, Ian?"

Ian crossed his legs and leaned against the couch, his posture lazy yet carefree. However, his expression was as dark as ink, and his gaze exuded extreme coldness.

Spencer naturally ignored that and strode toward his desk. Then, he sat down and looked at Ian with a faint smile.

Ian narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth. "You've got some nerve to ask me that."

Crossing his legs, Spencer intertwined his fingers before his chest and feigned ignorance. "What's wrong? You still haven't found Eunice?"

Ian pursed his lips and used the same tone as him. "What's wrong? Shouldn't you know the answer to that best?"

In a battle of wits, the smart ones would either cut straight to the heart of the issue or feign ignorance while knowing the exact truth.

Spencer calmly replied, "I thought you knew I'm only interested in my wife." He implied that he had no concerns regarding Eunice's business.

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