Immediately, the door opened. The man looked at Trevor, his eyes red, probably from alcohol, or perhaps from the argument that had already been going on in the sitting room.
He remained quiet, looking straight past Trevor at Rose, who stood just behind him.
"Come on, Victor, don't tell me you're thinking like a jerk. He's only my employee, and I haven't even seen him for some time," Rose spoke calmly, as if they had not been arguing just moments ago.
Victor didn't say anything further. He simply turned and left the building. He was definitely heading to work.
There was a brief, awkward silence in the air, but Miss Rose immediately cleared it.
"Trevor, please come in. Don't mind my manners," she said calmly.
She was a very attractive woman. She was currently wearing a baggy shirt, which, despite its looseness, was pushed outward by her chest.
Her hair was purple in color, styled neatly with a clip at the side that held it together, making her look even more stunning.
