Fiona Sutton's eyes were red. Usually straightforward and impulsive, she couldn't help but want to slap herself whenever she thought back to Nia Mitchell's helplessness that day.
What on earth had possessed her to pick that exact moment to argue with Nia and flee to the USA? Even if she knew Hendry Hampton was flawed in so many ways, she still should have stayed for her best friend's engagement ceremony!
"It's all in the past now. I now have… a better one."
The thought of the man in the Office Room made her lips curve into a sweet smile.
Perhaps, that wasn't an unfortunate incident. It was a chance from heaven to pull back from the brink, a fate predestined from above.
After arranging to meet Fiona Sutton for lunch, Nia Mitchell hung up the phone.
She opened the chat window on her computer and messaged Maxwell Peary.
"Uncle Peary, I won't be having lunch with you today."
Nia Mitchell put away her phone, picked up the documents on her desk, and began her day's work.
