Marco felt his heart melt at the sight of Loraine’s worried countenance. He mumbled, “It’s nothing. A kitten just
bit me.”
Loraine was taken aback for a moment, and when his words registered, her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of
red.
Standing by the door, Jolie had been patient for a while. With no response, she mustered the courage to call out
again, “Miss Torres, are you still in there? We require your immediate attention to handle an urgent situation.
Grasping the situation, Loraine shot Marco a disapproving look, fixed his tie with more force than necessary, and
sternly instructed, “Get yourself sorted!”
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With that, she pivoted on her heel and moved towards the door.
Marco's tie felt constricting, suffocating his breath. He let out a cough, but his eyes sparkled with amusement.
He adjusted his outfit and followed Loraine with a relaxed stride.
Upon opening the door, Loraine found Jolie poised to knock once more.
Seeing Loraine, her eyes also fell on Marco, lingering just behind
Loraine.
Startled, Jolie's apology cnaturally as she bowed in response.
“Forgive me, | wasn’t aware that Mr. Bryant was present. | didn’t mean to intrude. I'll take my Leave now!”
She had presumed Marco had departed with Davy, and Loraine remained in solitude within the office.
Marco's presence caught her off guard!
Stealing a quick glance at them, she was bemused.
Their outfits were disheveled and peculiar.
Her usually imposing and frosty boss now had smeared makeup, reddened corners of her eyes, as though she
had been through sordeal.
Jolie felt like she had stumbled upon a clandestine secret and inadvertently disrupted a romantic rendezvous of
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Noticing the alterations on Jolie's countenance, Loraine’s lips quivered with a suppressed smirk, perplexed about
the whirlwind of thoughts in her mind.
With a firm grip, Loraine yanked Jolie back by the collar. She touched her forehead in exasperation and
demanded, “What's going on in your head? You said there was an urgent matter. What is it?”
Jolie looked apprehensively at both of their faces, gulped nervously and announced gravely, “There's a man
outside, a peculiar looking young man, who says he has a package for you and insists on handing it to you
personally.”
A package? Loraine was taken aback. What was so extraordinary about this package?
She cast a sidelong glance at Marco. Had he made another frivolous purchase?