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.

Vincent, who remained on the chair, engrossed in his

stirred. Tiffany blurted out, "Please don't

paused, and a hint of amusement flashed through in his eyes. "Are you trying to rush me

at all..." Tiffany stammered, her voice barely a

continued, "It's late, and you have work tomorrow. You

the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer until you fall asleep, then I'll leave." "There's no

help." Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth. "Even if I went back, I wouldn't be at ease knowing you

"I'll leave once you're

bedside lamp.

her eyelids grew heavy, and

...

it was already quite late. He put his phone away and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face for a moment, a hint of

drawn to you?" he murmured to

out and