091. Just Drop It If You Don't Want It _1

"Times change, people change, and it's normal for tastes to change. President Jones, you're a busy man; why fuss over what I eat?"

Elly Campbell twisted her eyebrows impatiently and then chuckled nonchalantly. Although the question was indeed trivial, her breezy tone somehow made Adam Jones feel uncomfortable.

If there wasn't some special reason, why would she change her tastes for no reason at all?

As if possessed, he insisted on dwelling on the issue, "Why did your tastes suddenly change?"

His voice, already deep, now had an added forcefulness, as if he would not rest until Elly answered him.

She couldn't understand why Adam Jones, who normally wouldn't even grant her a glance, insisted on prying into the matter of her changing tastes.

Her drooping eyelids lifted slightly, and she looked over at Adam Jones, seeing him staring back at her, those cool, thin eyes bearing an aggressive edge.