"I suspect, Avery, are you secretly in a relationship with someone from our top floor?" Emma pondered for a long time before using the term "relationship." What she really meant was, "Are you being supported by Joshua Hughes? Otherwise, who would wear a $15,000 shirt to work, right?"
"No... It's not... Ah, let's not talk about it. There's really so much work to do." Avery fumbled with her words, her head lowered as she looked at the pile of documents on her desk that had to be sorted out today. She started working.
"I knew it, Avery, it's definitely him. Don't worry, we won't tell anyone. Tell us, is he any good?" The girls at the company were always filled with curiosity and admiration for the bosses on the top floor.
