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?"

Grace. If Mr. Fulton hasn't been in touch for a while, it might be because he's tied up

"Will he?"

of uncertainty. She hadn't

Ms. Grace. Don't overthink it. The driver will be here to take you to

slightly relieved.

Looking through it,

the

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

to reality. "What

the document. "Ms.

flipped through the document,

see right through her and asked, "Is

this project," Grace said,

in acknowledgement, "Understood, Ms.

Grace stood up and gazed out the window, taking a deep breath. Just then, the office door opened again. "Luke,

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