Kieran did not reach out to take them, nor did he respond.

Looking closely at his expression, Inez arched an eyebrow. “If you feel you don’t have what it takes to endure this harsh seven-day trial period, you can throw in the towel at any time and return to where you belong.”

He rose to his feet immediately, strode over to her, and took the thick stack of documents. “I won’t throw in the towel. You don’t have to worry about that, Ms. Mossey.”

If I can’t complete it in time, the worst that can happen to me is a humiliating beating. However, if I don’t agree to do it, it’ll be the equivalent of rejecting Inez’s test. That will only put more distance between us and make it even more difficult to pursue her.

Kieran carried the documents back to his desk. He began translating the contents without any rest and typing them out.

She suppressed a smile while observing his intent and solemn expression.

The pair quickly fell back to work. Neither spoke again to disrupt the peaceful silence, and the atmosphere in the office was very harmonious.

When lunchtime rolled around two and a half hours later, Inez stood up, smoothed the hem of her tight-fitting skirt, and turned toward him. “Mr. Kieran, no matter how busy we are, we shouldn’t forget to have lunch. Are you coming?”

Despite his efforts, he had only finished translating nine of the files. With his mind still preoccupied with work, he answered without a second thought, “I’m not hungry yet.”

Her face fell when she heard his reply. What an idiot.

Shaking her head in exasperation, she turned and headed toward the door.

Suddenly, he was struck with the belated realization that her words had seemed to carry a subtext. Was she inviting me to have lunch with her?

Pushing aside his mouse and keyboard, he hurried after her. “Ms. Mossey, I’m new here and still not familiar with the area. Could I join you for lunch?”

Inez continued walking forward without pausing. She shot him a sidelong glance and replied, “As a secretary on your first day of work here, are you actually asking your immediate superior to treat you to a meal? Mr. Kieran, you sure know how to put on airs.”

He fell silent while what little emotional intelligence cells he had turned in his mind, trying to think of the best response. “What I meant was for you to take me out to lunch, but I’ll pay.”

a few curious glances before uttering a rare word of praise, “That sounds interesting. You’re usually so aloof and reticent, so I can’t believe you’d say something so

lips curved into a smile, and his heart

How are you going to pay for my meal? With your face? Or do you

he became tongue-tied. Did I slip up? Did

Mr. Kieran. You didn’t go

at her

away, Inez walked straight into the

single word to each other, and a slight

have things

the Mossey residence, I didn’t have my wallet or phone. I was also caught

unmoved. “My parents were the ones who agreed to let you stay over. It’s useless to explain the situation to me.

Ding!

designated floor, she stepped

to give it another

Mossey,” she uttered without so much as a glance

Mossey. Regarding this matter,

office. We don’t talk about personal matters at work. Please be more mindful of the setting when you

this? Left with

Harrick Villa was very unusual as Gwendolyn had not taken the initiative to

worried about Treyton. If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought she was

something to eat first, Gwenny. We can discuss

Newton at the Newton residence and visit Jennifer at the same time, but Craig refused.” She stared at the food before her, lost in thought and upset. “Even when I wanted to make an appointment to meet with Craig, he declined, saying he had something important at

the bowl of stew toward her, he said, “I can talk to Craig. He can choose not to meet you, but he has to come and see me. Drink some stew first, Gwenny. Leave everything

more at ease. Thus was the beauty of having someone

on duty in the suburbs indeed and did not have any

and meet with

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