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!”

suddenly shocked and brought him back to his senses. Mya walked toward him. “Do you still have the milk

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

Mya was about to

“Wait a minute!”

opened the lid and

home tonight?” Finnley asked calmly, but his heart fluctuated

felt weird, staring at

sounded too abrupt. Therefore, he couldn't find a proper

tilted her head with a smile and answered immediately, “I won't go home tonight. My parents will go to my aunt’s. Can you

Finnley wished her to stay in his

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

did you see?”

you tonight. What would you like to have?" asked Finnley. “You had noodle bowls all

Last Supper?” Mya

Finnley was wordless.

go back to work. Let's go shopping for the ingredients

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

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