Josie promptly put away the documents, then headed out. "I'm here, come in."

Laura held a bowl in her hands, standing under the corridor light with a radiant smile. "The autumn air was dry, so I had the kitchen prepare spiced poached pear to nourish the lungs. I brought you a bowl for a late-night snack."

Josie's gaze fell as she accepted the item. "I feel bad for having you go through the trouble of delivering this. I'm really sorry."

Leaning against the door, Laura spoke softly. "I owe you an apology. The people who showed up that day were my subordinates. It's only natural for anyone to have suspicions, so when Mark punished me, I had no objections. However, I didn't expect you to speak up for me, which made me feel even more embarrassed."

Josie's motion of stirring paused slightly. She hadn't expected Laura to express those things voluntarily. "So that's how it is. Now that you mention it, it does indeed raise some suspicions."

Josie's expression was bright and clear. Laura met her gaze. "Indeed."

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