I didn't expect Leslie Howard to suddenly and bluntly expose her own thoughts.
Afraid that David Redington would hear, Winona Wallace immediately denied it, "No, you... what nonsense are you talking, when did I ever want to hook up with him."
"Oh, if you're not trying to hook up with him, then you must like him."
Leslie Howard nodded, narrowing her beautiful eyes.
Her gaze was full of flickering light.
"Winona Wallace, so you like David, huh... Since that's the case, I definitely can't let you succeed, my dear sister..." Leslie Howard leaned forward slightly, placing her slender fingers on Winona's shoulder, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"You probably don't know this, but the man I slept with four years ago wasn't the assistant director you arranged, it was..." At this point, Leslie suddenly paused, glancing sideways at David Redington.
Then, she lightly exhaled by Winona's ear, "Can you guess who that man was?"
