Abigail shook her head, somewhat awkwardly saying, "No."
Meanwhile, Flise leaned in with a teasing tone, "I think someone intentionally prepared it for you."
Keira Leaf was taken aback.
A secret admirer?
Even she herself didn't know why, but her first reaction was to look up at Jacob Sydney.
Her gaze fell on his back, and she quickly shook her head to deny it, laughing at her own foolishness. He had come with her this morning, so it couldn't possibly be him.
Instead, Keira's gaze roamed the office room, but she didn't notice anything unusual. Everyone was working with their heads down, as if they hadn't paid any attention to this situation. But who sent it?
"Flise, do you know who it is?" Keira asked Flise.
Flise lowered her voice, saying, "I didn't see anyone either, but I heard someone say it was the photographer Lincoln Birch."
Lincoln Birch?
