So he still manages to sweet talk girls.
"Alright then..."
Charlotte Yeaton said reluctantly, then suddenly stomped on Gale's foot.
Gale winced in pain but tried to keep a calm face, "It's okay, our last collaboration was very pleasant. President Yeaton, you haven't forgotten, have you?"
"No, I think that collaboration went okay. We can work together again if there's an opportunity. Let's eat."
After that, Charlotte didn't give Gale any more chances.
She kept talking to Ivy River.
Ivy felt conflicted inside but tried to keep a composed face, "This dish is good. I can pack a portion for the old man later."
"Okay, sure. Are you going home tonight?"
"Going home, yeah. We'll head out to Seaton after dinner; both kids are waiting for me at home."
Ivy listened to Gale's attempts at small talk and was quite speechless.
"Why don't you go back tomorrow? What's the rush? I'm not going home tonight; I have something to do."
