"Who's there?" Chase immediately started struggling in his attacker's grip, and elbowed the person hard.
"Calm down, it's just me." Joanna awkwardly removed her hand from the man's eyes and rubbed her aching stomach." I was just messing with you! I didn't expect that you'd be so skilled at martial arts-that elbow of yours nearly killed me!"
"Oh, it's you, Miss Pierce! I'm so sorry, please punish me as you see fit." Chase lowered his head guiltily, about to kneel. He was wearing a white suit, which made him look gentle and elegant.
"Please don't. You don't have to be so careful in front of me, I'm not like my brother." Joanna glanced at Quinton's bedroom, then quietly asked, "Is my brother asleep?"
"Yes, Miss Pierce."
"Let's go and grab a bite then."
"Miss Pierce, we can't. You're my superior, so how-"
"Chase, I told you before that I'm not my brother. Let's go." Joanna dragged him to a street nearby that was full of hawker stalls.