Byron Holt placed a cup of coffee next to Ivy Holden and asked, "How much milk and sugar would you like?"
"I'm on a diet, so no sugar for me." Ivy Holden smiled and picked up the black coffee.
Byron Holt looked at Ivy Holden's slightly flushed cheeks and said in a low voice, "You're already very slim. What are you dieting for? Girls look better with a bit more curve."
Ivy Holden suppressed the disgust and fear in her heart, asking with a smile, "Oh? So Mr. Holt likes curvier girls?"
"You women, especially celebrities, like being thin to look good on camera. But in reality, people who look good on camera are far too thin in person." Byron Holt's gaze swept down from Ivy Holden's face, pausing at her chest for a moment before landing on her hands.
Ivy Holden stirred her coffee gracefully and asked, "Mr. Holt, have you never been married? Or had a girlfriend?"
Byron Holt paused for a moment, then said, "I had a girlfriend before, but... she's no longer around."
