Lena felt like she had a lump in her throat as she watched George's indifferent expression. Her gaze drifted towards Oliver's office door.

"George, would you mind taking this afternoon tea I got for Oliver?" she asked, hoping to save dignity.

She had already bought it, and if she was to walk out with the stuff in hand, spotted by the receptionist, how could she maintain her dignity? What would others think of her? Lena gave George a pitiful look, as if she was on the brink of tears, should he dare to refuse.

Considering it was already late in the afternoon, George accepted the food.

Lena left, bumping into the receptionist, who greeted her warmly. She responded with a smile, "Oliver's just swamped with work. I'll bring him tea another time."

"Ms. Lena, you and Oliver are so close. Always thinking about him. You two are a match made in heaven," the receptionist said, clearly charmed.

Lena chuckled softly. "I didn't bring you any honey today, yet your words are so sweet."

receptionist joined in, flattering, "Ms.

and handed her the food.

to bring him afternoon tea anymore. He doesn't

was stunned, and so was

What was going on?

always portrayed herself as Oliver's

to have

doing this, Ms. Josefina might get the wrong idea. To avoid

to deny Lena even a modicum of dignity. Upon learning the tea was from Lena, Oliver had been furious, instructing George to return it as it came. Lucky for him, he caught up with Lena. Otherwise, he'd have

the tea, then at George's displeased expression, and felt the judgmental glances from those around her. She snapped. Her mouth twitched as she struggled to speak, "Then I'll take it back for now. If Oliver wants something else,

said if he wants something, he'll go and have it with

to be more diplomatic, but Oliver's instructions were clear: be cold to make a definitive rejection. Lena had to get

to be debated. It

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