In the underground garage of the Moore Group.
Ann pulled open the car door and got on the passenger seat. Then she tightly clutched the seat belt with both hands.
She was thinking about how to persuade William to allow her to be with Phillip without stimulating his condition.
As Phillip turned his head to look at Ann, he happened to see her sitting there with a tense body, her fingers clutching the seat belt, frowning as she pondered.
He pursed his thin lips and stretched out his hand to grab Ann's. Her palm was sweating.
He spontaneously took a tissue and wiped the sweat off her palms.
The next second, he reached out and grabbed her hand with their fingers crossed.
Ann unconsciously bit her lower lips when she turned her head sideways and caught his gentle and delicate eyes.
"Phillip, what if Dad still disagrees with us being together?"
"Then I'll kneel and beg him."
Ann was so shocked that she looked up at him in disbelief.
Phillip did not seem to be joking.