Maya listened to the man's question, her big eyes staring directly at him. He was tempting her, testing whether she really had no connection with Elijah.
She looked into his eyes and calmly said, "Regarding work matters, I won't comment. You decide as you see fit."
Maya's mind was quick; she knew that at this moment, it was best not to express any opinion, so she deflected directly.
The man looked at Maya's calmness and bit her lip teasingly, saying, "Maya has gotten clever."
"Elijah, it's late. I need to leave now, or I'll be suspected. Where are my clothes?" Maya asked, resting her hands on the man's shoulders, blinking her big eyes.
The man saw her being obedient today and didn't trouble her. He took out new clothes from the drawer and handed them to her.
Maya changed her clothes, left silently, and Liam wanted to escort her, but she refused coquettishly, saying she didn't want to be back in the tabloids. Seeing her act playfully, the man didn't trouble her and let her go.
