"So, what business brings you here, Mr. Huo?" asked Tom. His gaze did not leave Galvin, who he often glanced at his hand that intertwined with Gigi's fingers.
Galvin withdrew his gaze from their hand. He clears his throat, emptied his glass, and poured another wine. Later on, he lifted his gaze and met Tom's mocking stare. He's thinking, if only they were at S Country, he already killed this man. But right now, he must control his temper.
It was apparent that Tom was trying to provoke him, and whatever the guy is doing was effective. Galvin glanced at Gigi one more time before his gaze shifted to the guy he wanted to kill soon.
"I think it's none of your business, Mr. Morris." Galvin returned; he sharpened his gaze after Tom contorted a smirk on the corner of his mouth. The guy won to anger him.
