Table 69...

Once she made it to the curb and walked into the building, Ford was there waiting for her, "You have a death wish, Xiao? Well next time try your suicide attempts in someone else's car." Ford began as soon as she stepped into the elevator with him, the doors closed and they were alone.

"That racing motorbike could have knocked the door to my car right off. And you'd be too dead to pay for the damages." He voiced his disapproval in a gruffly tone.

"Why Mr. Zoldyck, I would think you'd have an insurance for your Mercedes, you don't?" she mocked at him.

But it did little to him as he looked at her like she was such an incompetent to have said that. 

"And what good an insurance is when you own the damn company itself?" he deadpanned at her. Moon's eyes widened at that declaration and before she could say anything Ford confirmed.