Your company wouldn’t go bankrupt.

Aiden's brows knitted in an evident frown of perplexity. "Yours?" 

Making a face of obviousness, Arwen shrugged. "Why would I go and read someone else's diary?" She did not have that hobby. "You sure aren't very good at assumptions. So don't try it next time. Ask me, instead." 

"People always don't intend to answer when asked," he spoke back almost immediately. His tone carried the hint of a grudge. 

Arwen looked at him and opened her mouth to speak … but on a second thought, realized she was partly responsible. After all, he had asked about it, but she hadn't explained it to him. 

Pressing her lips in a thin line, she nodded, "Of course," she said, continuing, "People sometimes do not reveal everything. But they wouldn't mind clearing a few doubts —like the one you had."

Aiden's gaze pressed on hers, but she didn't falter. Instead, she eyed him the same.