Paisley had goosebumps all over her body upon seeing the creepy smile on his face. She suppressed the unpleasant feeling and greeted coquettishly, "Mr. Laban, nice to meet you!"
Ornard waved his hand as a signal for his bodyguard to leave them alone. He stood up and walked towards Paisley before placing his hand on the wheelchair. "You have been injured way more serious than I thought!"
Paisley smiled helplessly and replied, "There is a saying that one would take a very long time to heal upon experiencing a fractured bone. My speed of recovery is actually relatively well."
"Really?" Ornard lowered his head and Paisley could sense his breathing at her neck. "Is this an indication of you coming over just trying to impress me by dolling yourself up so gorgeously? Have you assumed that I am one who does not have the chance to interact with attractive women?"