Chapter 696

Sherman found herself to be unpopular on such an occasion. Another private box-- Two men sat facing each other. One with red wine before him, while another with a glass of water. "Mr. Wright, why don't you drink red wine?" Luke Bennington looked at the man drinking water. Kingsley Wright shook his head and pointed at his own throat. "I have a sore throat. By the way, how is Brad doing?" His voice sounded hoarse. "Why are you even asking? Of course my son attends school now. What about you, Kingsley? You are already 37, yet you have no plans to have children?" Kingsley's lips curled. Obviously, he refused to answer the question. After taking a few sips, he said, "I've run into a very interesting person today." "A male or a female?" Luke immediately showed interest. "A woman...." "Is there any chemistry?" Kingsley kneaded his forehead with his slender fingers. When he said "interesting", he meant what he said. No underlying meaning. No innuendo. "I've forgotten to mention tha