Ethan Ellsworth was in high spirits. "Of course, I'm open. Your Boss Ellsworth is a golden bachelor now. Any high-quality woman is welcome to chase me."
"So, Boss Ellsworth, do you have any requirements?"
Ethan Ellsworth sat down, poured himself half a glass of red wine, and drank leisurely. "Of course I do. First, she has to be easy on the eyes. Second, she needs to have a chest and an ass. Third, she can't be too smart—I don't like women who are too smart. Fourth, she has to be steadfast in her feelings. No wafflers."
"Well, Boss Ellsworth, what do you think of me?"
Ethan Ellsworth shot her a glance. "You? Well, you've already passed the second requirement, and you're borderline for the first. You definitely meet the third one. But you fail the fourth. Don't you have a boyfriend?"
Chloe Marshall immediately said, "I don't have a boyfriend."
