Chad Yakov slightly parted his thin lips, just about to introduce her, but when he turned around, he found that Victoria Gibson's attention wasn't on him at all; it had drifted elsewhere.
Her little head was searching around, as if looking for someone.
"What are you looking at?" Chad Yakov walked to her side, lifting her in front of him like a rabbit.
His long fingers pinched her chin, the soft sensation making him reluctant to let go.
"It's nothing, this place is so big. Besides the outside workspace, are there small private studios inside?" Victoria Gibson scanned the office area and got a rough sense of its layout with just a glance.
"This is nothing, just a regular office area. The whole floor is CJ's Programming Department, you've only seen a corner. What's the hurry, follow me."
Chad Yakov held her hand, crossed the checkup line at the door, and walked inside.
