Rosalie frowned slightly.

In the past, when the two of them got along, they would talk about work or medical matters.

Now that Rosalie noticed Xander's strange behavior, she was even more unwilling to talk to him about anything else.

"Then let's briefly confirm the terms first and draw up the contract another day."

Out of politeness, she still had a cordial smile on her face.

Xander had too much to drink. When he heard this, he slammed the table in dissatisfaction. "Is this the only thing we can talk about?"

Rosalie stopped and met his gaze. She became more cautious. "We are partners, shouldn't we talk about work?"

Xander stared at her, his eyes ablaze. "Miss Jacobs, can we only be work partners in your heart?"

He was on a rant, but from his eyes, Rosalie could guess what he was going to say next. This was ridiculous.

All along, she always treated Xander with professionalism. ‘How could he have such thoughts about me…’

As she second-guessed herself, Xander ranted bitterly.

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