In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Grace stared blankly at her phone, lost in thought.

"Ms. Lewis, here is your ginger tea. Please drink it while it's hot."

Marien's voice broke Grace's train of thought. Grace quickly composed herself and said, "Just leave it, thanks."

"Okay."

As Marien was about to leave, Grace stopped her. "Marien, do you think if someone is suddenly out of reach, it could mean something has happened?"

Marien was experienced in her ways. Seeing Grace's furrowed brows, she instantly understood. "Ms. Grace, you're not talking about Mr. Fulton, are you?" Grace blushed at having her thoughts read.

"Marien, you ..."

Marien explained with a smile, "You've been mentioning Mr. Fulton for the past few days. It's hard for an old lady like me to ignore it."

Grace's face turned even redder. "Marien, what are you saying?"

touch for a while, it might be because he's tied up with something. I believe he will

"Will he?"

uncertainty. She hadn't realized the

The driver will be here to take you to the office

response, feeling slightly relieved.

on her phone. Looking through it, she couldn't find anyone who might have information on Xander.

of the morning, Grace

asking, "Ms. Lewis, what do you think about this project? How should we

reality. "What did you

adjusted his glasses sheepishly and handed her the

flipped through the document, masking her emotions.

could see right through her and

with this project," Grace said, signing her name on

hummed in acknowledgement, "Understood,

out the window, taking a deep breath. Just then, the office door