After leaving the Aroma Exchange, Andrew got into the car and said, "Drive. I'm tired and just want to rest."
However, Aspen did not start the engine. She had been holding back her curiosity all evening and finally asked, "Was Mr. Fischer really your subordinate?"
Andrew kept his eyes on the window and replied calmly, "Something like that."
Aspen's heart skipped a beat. She had suspected that Andrew was not an ordinary man. She pressed on, "Mr. Fischer called you… General. Andrew, were you some kind of military general before?"
Andrew glanced at her and said, "Why the interrogation? Are you trying to run a background check?"
The Ferrari shot forward with a roar, and Aspen huffed, "Fine, don't tell me. It's not like I'm dying to know anyway."
Andrew said, "The more you know, the more dangerous it gets for you."
Aspen scoffed, "There it is. The mysterious act. You think you're in a movie or something?"
A vein popped on Andrew's forehead. "Aspen, I just complimented your
