"I also feel that way. Seeing Dad feels so familiar; I look like him."
How delightful it was that she resembled her father; she truly was their daughter, and her happiness doubled.
"Hmm."
Mark Reed echoed her sentiment. It was undeniable that Valentine Teller did indeed look like that man, yet it didn't completely put his mind at ease.
He felt it necessary to thoroughly investigate the matter again to feel assured.
"I'm planning to take two days off tomorrow. What about you? Are you going back to Rivile City?"
Luckily, Pirrer was easygoing and wouldn't make it difficult for her to take leave if needed. Her role in the company was trivial, but it was different for Mark Reed—his every action affected the entire company, and he couldn't let his work be delayed because of her.
"I need to go back and handle some matters. Once I'm done, I'll come over."
He didn't want to leave her either, but sometimes circumstances were out of his control.
"Alright, don't let work be delayed."
