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 sophistication and understatement. But his was

The office was adorned with several pots of real

a distinctly feminine touch. Had I not known it was his

it?" Grant noticed

involuntarily; honestly, it wasn't to my taste, lacking the seriousness an office

their own, especially

a polite smile, complimenting, "Mr. Smith, your office has

laughed, 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 the

chuckled, though internally I

the big boss as his brother, indicating a close

it doesn't happen again," I

just jumpy," Grant's response genuinely

him was so approachable and down-to-earth,

strict professional boundary during work hours. To him, I was merely

about being impartial; perhaps

my mood, reminding me of my reason for visiting Grant, "Mr. Smith,