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 that he wasn't going

Tiffany blurted out, "Please

amusement flashed through in his

not at all..." Tiffany stammered, her voice barely

have work

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

the middle of the night? There wouldn't be anyone here to help." Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth. "Even if I went back, I wouldn't be at ease knowing you were

softly, patting her shoulder. "I'll leave once you're asleep.

turned off the lights, leaving only a soft glow from the bedside lamp. Tiffany lay awake for a while, listening

her eyelids grew heavy, and

...

realize it was already quite late. He put his phone away and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face

so drawn to you?"

out and gently