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?"

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

"Will he?"

She hadn't realized the depth of her concern for

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

in response, feeling slightly relieved.

bed and opened her contact list on her phone. Looking through it,

of the morning, Grace was somewhat

do you think about this project?

reality.

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

through the document, masking her emotions.

through her and asked, "Is something bothering

overthink it. Just continue with this project," Grace

hummed in acknowledgement,

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