Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 198

"William?" Tiffany called softly.

The man in the corner seemed to stir like a plucked string, slowly regaining some life.

He raised his head slowly, turning toward Tiffany. Those desolate eyes appeared to regain vigor in an instant.

William opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His voice was gone.

The dim room made Tiffany feel suffocated.

She set down her bag and drew open the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in. William didn't stop her but shrank back into the shadows when the sunlight flooded in.

Tiffany didn't try to converse with him. Instead, she began tidying up the room. Soon, she had the room clean and bright again.

She turned to find William still sitting there, staring unblinkingly at her.

Tiffany bent down, picking up the dirty sheets from the floor. "I'm going downstairs now to put these in the washing machine. After they're washed, I'll hang them out to dry. Do you want to come?" William continued to stare at her, showing no reaction. He was like a puppet.

"Okay, I'll go then." Tiffany didn't try to persuade him and walked out with her bundle.

As she reached the bottom of the stairs, several maids looked at her in surprise.

Tiffany saw them staring behind her, so she stopped and turned back.

downstairs and stopped when

him and asked the maid, "Where's the laundry

her in

way. When she moved,

commotion in the living room drew Joyce's

her, "With Tiffany

...

frequently visited the

and spent much of

clean and busied herself with

two million dollars. She had to do something, or it would weigh on

first, William just silently

her

tasks, he

Gradually, as Tiffany

lending

a hand too. Cons

shadow always lingered in his eyes, as if he could never return to

dry, Tiffany sat on the grass. She intended to read for a

warm sunshine lulled her, and

raised, shading her face from the glaring sunlight.

when he

phone, typing a few words.