As expected, the old fox is indeed an old fox, taking the initiative even before she spoke.
Once she nodded, the next step would surely be negotiating terms with her.
Thinking this, Eve Sherman shook her head, "I didn't plan to take her back. In her current state, I can't care for her well, forget it."
Dexter Shaw never expected Eve Sherman was truly just here to see; the plans he had in mind earlier seemed to entirely fall through now.
"You really just came to see? From the look earlier, I thought you were angry like you believed something happened?"
Eve Sherman smirked, "Your house is surrounded by reporters, blocking me from leaving, I'm very annoyed."
"Then I won't beat around the bush with you."
Dexter Shaw perceived she came prepared, giving them no opportunity whatsoever.
As for her intentions, he hadn't figured them out yet.
"Beat around the bush for what?"
Eve Sherman looked at him puzzled, waiting for what he had to say.
