Ding-dong!
The elevator doors closed.
Tony glanced back once, then paid it no further attention. Instead, he looked at Aldrich Killian, who had turned his chair around.
At that moment.
He sat beneath the wall embedded with an enormous screen, one leg crossed over the other, fingers interlaced, looking at Tony with an unhurried posture. He said smugly with a smile:
"Well, Tony? This was research that once slipped through your fingers, yet now it has flourished in my hands."
"Not really."
Tony replied casually, then walked over and sat down on the reception sofa.
Maya Hansen followed beside Tony and wanted to sit next to him. However, after Aldrich Killian shot her a slightly displeased look, Maya Hansen silently sat alone on the sofa opposite Tony, closer to Aldrich Killian.
Tony noticed that small detail between them but did not point it out. Looking at Aldrich Killian in the main seat, he asked:
"Long time no see. The last time we met was last time, right?"
Aldrich Killian's eye twitched at Tony's nonsense. Rather than respond, he said on his own, "It really is hard to meet you like this, clever Mr. Stark."
"Hard to say."
Tony curled his lip, glanced at Maya Hansen on the opposite sofa, and replied, "I've always judged people by who they are."
"Is that so? Then it seems my sincere devotion back then was destined to be wasted." Aldrich Killian's expression remained unchanged, though a trace of malice flashed through his eyes.
"Don't fall in love with me. It won't end well. I'm not gay." Tony blurted it out, leaving Aldrich Killian speechless.
"Mr. Stark, are matters between men and women the only things in your head?"
"What else would there be?" Tony shrugged and admitted it openly.
"Hah..."
Aldrich Killian took a