In the top-floor office, Zoe Rhodes fidgeted, her eyes darting around the room.
Finally, Lawson returned from outside, carrying an armful of snacks for her. "The snacks in our breakroom are way better than the ones downstairs, Miss Rhodes. You should try them all!"
Vance had said they were on their way back, about half an hour out. He told Lawson to keep her here no matter what!
Downstairs, he had felt it wasn't secure enough.
Zoe Rhodes had hesitated, saying she would wait for Zane Hawthorne downstairs.
Quick-witted as he was, he had immediately found the key: he told her the mini cakes in the executive office were even tastier!
And with that, he had successfully "lured" her upstairs.
'Still, why do I feel like a kidnapper?'
Zoe Rhodes picked an egg tart from the tray. After one bite, her eyes lit up. "Hey, this is pretty good."
"Right? Right! What else would you like? If we don't have it, we can go buy it for you right away!"
