It was already past one o'clock when I got back to the office, and if I were at Nolan Moore's, I would be considered late.
But I'm now by Kay Forrest's side, so this little delay can't be counted as being late.
Because no one would care.
I happily greeted Wendy upon my return.
Wendy was puzzled; this woman seemed to be in a good mood, but she couldn't be bothered with her.
Of course, Jane Quinlan was in a good mood, the Evie Larkin she had to face before was a hypocritical backstabber.
But now, our relationship is clear, we stand on opposing sides, and I don't have to pretend to maintain peace on the surface while being wary of her behind the scenes.
I actually feel much more relaxed now.
I pushed the door open into Kay Forrest's office, where he was sitting with his legs crossed: "That took you quite a while; have you eaten yet?"
Jane Quinlan pouted: "Actually, no."
"Tsk, you woman, not keeping your word, didn't you say you'd eat?"
