No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 156



A flicker of confusion crossed my mind, and I was about to speak when Grant beat me to it.

"Ahem, ahem..." He cleared his throat with a playful smirk. "Director Hudson, snooping around doorways now? You gave me quite the scare."

Even though I could tell he was joking, I felt compelled to clarify with all the dignity I could muster, "Mr. Smith, don't get me wrong. I wasn't eavesdropping. I was just about to knock."

"Ha, ha," Grant's laughter brightened, completely harmless. "Just pulling your leg. What brings you here?"

With that, he gestured for me to enter his office, and I followed.

Though I had been working for several days, this was my first time entering his office. My initial impression was that it was rather... eclectic.

Now, as the company's Vice President, and with the President seldom handling day-to-day affairs, Grant was effectively the king of the castle. Even if

wasn't, as a leader, one would expect his office to exude a sense of

moon. The office was adorned with several pots of real flowers, blooming in vibrant colors, a feast for the eyes. His desk was covered in all sorts of quirky little

touch. Had I not known it was his office, I might have assumed I was in the wrong

Grant noticed

honestly, it wasn't to my taste, lacking

their own, especially

complimenting, "Mr. Smith, your office has a

motioning for me to sit on the sofa, "I'm not a fan of dreary settings. My brother always teases me about it. By the way, my brother's

chuckled, though internally I was

brother, indicating a close relationship. No wonder he seemed to have

sure it doesn't

worries, I'm just jumpy," Grant's response genuinely made

was so approachable and down-to-earth, a stark

strict professional boundary during work

distant demeanor wasn't about being impartial; perhaps it was simply

reason for visiting Grant, "Mr.