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?"

it might be

"Will he?"

of uncertainty. She hadn't realized the depth of her concern for

driver will be here to take

slightly

a smile. Grace got out of bed and opened her contact list on her phone. Looking through it, she couldn't

of the morning, Grace

what do you think about this project? How

to reality. "What

adjusted his glasses sheepishly and handed her the document. "Ms. Lewis, you seem a

flipped through the document, masking

right through her and asked,

overthink it. Just continue with this project," Grace said, signing

acknowledgement, "Understood,

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

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