"President, as you ordered, I sent Miss Smith back to the office," Lester reported, right after he returned to the manor.
Heinz stood by the window, his slender fingers holding a cigarette, exhaling fumes.
He did not speak.
Lester remained still and waited for instructions.
After a long while, Heinz asked, "Lester, shouldn't a man like me be desired by all women?"
Overwhelmed by this statement, Lester had to recover from his shock. He replied honestly, "No, President, no matter from which point of view, you are always perfectly handsome. You have a clean slate, no scandals and you have a good career. You are the most eligible bachelor in Northern City. Of course, you are worthy of every woman's desire."
Heinz fell silent.
He was as quiet as a mouse.
After a long time, Heinz puffed on his cigarette and spat out a mouthful of white smoke.
"Then why does a woman like Grace hate me?"
Lester was stunned. "Is that true?"