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.

remained on the chair, engrossed in his phone. It seemed

blurted out, "Please don't feel obligated to

through in his eyes. "Are

at all..." Tiffany stammered, her

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

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

the night? There wouldn't be anyone here to help." Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth. "Even if I went

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

lights, leaving only a soft glow from the bedside lamp. Tiffany lay awake for a while, listening to the occasional tap-tap-tap of

and she drifted off

...

and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face for a moment, a

drawn to you?" he murmured

and