The Choice

Justin stood in front of Callan and did not dare to do anything for a long time. Callan looked at Justin silently. With just one glance, he could tell that Justin was a deep person. Compared to Justin, Anne was very simple. Callan raised his hand toward Justin and said, "Sit." Justin obeyed and sat down. "Do you know why I'm here?" Callan came straight to the point. Justin nodded. "Yes, I do... You want me to leave Anne." Callan curled his lips and thought Justin was smart. "And then, what's your answer?" Justin looked Callan in the eye firmly. "I'm sorry, I can't do it." Callan had expected it. He shook his head unhurriedly. "What do you want? What do you want to get from Anne? Why don't you tell me now? I'll satisfy you!" "President Handerson!" Justin suddenly raised his voice and interrupted Callan. "Are you insulting me or hurting Anne?" "Humph..." Callan curled his lips into a sneer. "That sounds righteous! You're right. I'm insulting you, but it has nothing to with Anne! In the w