Sophie looked at the impatient Alvin and said earnestly, "I've been investigating drug routes in the United States for a long time. I only found a lead recently.
Now someone's watching me. I just want to ask Mr. Battleaxe to protect me if necessary."
Alvin frowned as he looked at Sophie, whose demeanor had changed completely. A moment ago, she'd seemed like a social butterfly. Now she'd suddenly become a fearless female spy.
It was the first time Alvin had seen anyone switch between such different personas so effortlessly.
A few simple gestures had not only changed her demeanor but even made her look like a different person.
Alvin marveled that MI6 was a cut above other intelligence agencies. Then he smiled and slipped an arm around Sophie's shoulders, drawing her close...
He heard the surrounding voices pause for a second, then grow lively again...
Alvin turned to look at Sophie, who was putting on a "shy" expression, and said with a smile, "Is this good enough? You're not usually my type, with your chubby figure, but I could invite you to sit with me at the bar later."
Sophie showed great "appreciation" for Alvin's "thoughtfulness." She bit her lip and pushed back the "impatient" Alvin, then whispered, "Is criticizing a lady's figure to her face part of Mr. Battleaxe's charm?"
Alvin narrowed his eyes at Sophie and smiled. "I'm usually pretty harsh with people who try to take advantage of me.
"I don't even know your real name. You can take it as an insult to 'Olivia,' since that person doesn't actually exist. Wouldn't you say?"
As Sophie started to speak, Alvin raised a hand and said, "I'm not interested in your real name. Tell me what you know, and I'll take care of destroying that drug route.
"You're