Quincy put his glasses back on.
Saydie always felt that it was very awkward for him to wear glasses. She felt that it was not pleasing to the eye, so she stretched out her hand, intending to snatch them off his face again.
“Stop it. Mrs. Goldmann is here.” Quincy evaded her hand.
She explained bluntly, “You look even uglier with glasses on.”
Quincy was rendered speechless while Maisie burst into laughter.
She walked to Saydie and patted her on the shoulder. “Saydie, don’t keep bullying Quincy just because you think he’s a pushover. If you were to bully him until he loses his mind, he’d lose his job as the person in charge of Blackgold’s brain.”
Saydie nodded. “Yes, Ma’am.”
Quincy was at a loss for words.
Maisie left Blackgold with Saydie and got into the car. Her gaze landed on Saydie while they were in the car, and she asked meaningfully, “Saydie, do you really hate Quincy that much?”
Saydie paused for a bit, wondered for a while, and replied, “No.”
Maisie supported the side
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