After making up her mind, Linda would follow Catherine's steps and be responsible for her future.

Whether she delivered files to Finnley or encountered him in the corridor or the elevator, Linda couldn't help looking at him.

The more she saw him, the more deeply she liked him.

His gentle and handsome face, slightly raised lips, and cello-sound-like voice made her more and more obsessed.

Jennifer entered the vice president's office and asked with concern, “Linda, are you OK with your finance? Why did you return the money so soon?”

“I always feel uneasy about owing others. I don't have any problem. Thank you, Ms. Brooks,” Linda answered sincerely.

Jennifer didn’t ask her more.

In the office next door, Finnley received a table from Mya. Gazing at the sender's name, he recalled Mya would go home, feeling disappointed. He was in a daze.

“Hey!”

to his senses. Mya walked toward him. “Do you still have the milk with the banana

and he also liked drinking it. There was the only last one in the box. He bent over to

you.” Mya was

“Wait a minute!”

and looked back. “Yes?” She opened the lid and took a sip, the pleasant smell spreading in

asked

felt weird, staring at him.

Therefore, he couldn't find a proper

her head with a smile and answered immediately, “I won't go home tonight. My parents

wished her to stay in

nodded expressionlessly. “All right. I see.” He tried to repress his

did you see?”

asked Finnley. “You had noodle bowls all the

Last Supper?” Mya recalled

Finnley was wordless.

giggled. “No problem. I need to go back to work. Let's go shopping

joy, Finnley felt less frustrated, but sorrow filled his heart. Somehow, he realized he had a

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