Bab 176: Chapter 67: Lies Fill the House

At the second-floor corridor of the seaside villa, Robert Miller, with his light golden hair, wore a gentle smile. Slowly rising from his seat, he didn't hurry forward but stood still, a look of appreciation on his face as he watched Tommy, who was approaching closer from the staircase.

He spoke with the same tone he had used on the phone:

"Kid, you should have come over last night to have a drink with me and chat. The Tommy I remember isn't the shy type."

"I know, but when a man has a girlfriend, no matter what type of personality he has, it all eventually boils down to just one type, the passive type. It's best to just obediently listen to your girlfriend's words, unless you want her to teach you a harsh lesson, like in my case." Tommy replied as he approached, simultaneously reaching out his hand:

"Tommy Hawk, SSD Stanford University chapter, very pleased to meet you, Mr. Miller."