Cierra pursed her lips in silence.
She rarely saw William show such emotion.
He was furious.
Most of the time, he was always indifferent to everything.
He was fooling around, trying to hide his true colors.
It seemed that nothing could arouse his interest.
Even though he would occasionally play around with her, if she were to speak about being intimate with him, then she would be easily fooled by him.
It was just like Lydia.
He obviously liked her, but he had to hide his feelings.
Everyone could see that, but he insisted on denying it.
It was only at this time that he would reveal some of his true colors.
Cierra looked at his cold and hard jaw and did not make a sound to disturb him so he could deal with this matter quietly.
After all, Lydia was his contracted artist. As the boss, it was right for him to deal with the affairs of his employees.