Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 87

Tiffany blinked her eyes. "Mr. Lewis, even you make mistakes?"

Vincent chuckled. "Why wouldn't I? I'm just an ordinary person, after all." His gaze lingered on Tiffany, sending a blush creeping up her cheeks.

Feeling a pang of embarrassment, she mumbled, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lewis. I always seem to be a bother."

Vincent raised an eyebrow. "Honestly, I'm not a big fan of trouble."

Did he find her a bother?

He chuckled and said, "Except for some reason, your problems never seem like problems at all."

Tiffany looked down, unsure how to respond.

A hint of blush rose on her pale face, and Vincent smiled reassuringly. "Don't overthink it; I'm just a blunt kind of guy. No hidden messages, just honesty." The warmth in the room made Tiffany drowsy.

chair, engrossed in his phone. It seemed

stirred. Tiffany blurted out, "Please don't feel

of amusement flashed through in his eyes. "Are you trying

Tiffany stammered, her voice barely

late, and you have

the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer

dorm. What if you get a fever in the middle of the night? There wouldn't be anyone here to help." Vincent's

patting her shoulder. "I'll leave once you're asleep. Now, get some

lights, leaving only a soft glow from the bedside lamp. Tiffany

and she

...

away and gazed

do I feel so drawn to you?" he murmured to

out and gently