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Chapter 1403
In reality, Quinn's heart rate never slowed nor did she have any idea how long the awkward silence between them
would have lasted if that Saunderia executive did not come in.
Sam was embarrassed too, was he not?!
Quinn bit her lip and worked hard to keep a straight face or she would laugh out loud.
She returned to the couch.
As she glanced at Sam from the corner of her eye, she saw that he was listening attentively to the executive's
report and nothing else.
She allowed herself a deep breath in relief—it was likely that he was just a little embarrassed since he really valued
his pride.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all, that was the exact reason he did not explain himself, right?
She really should not expect too much...
All the concerned departments and employees worked overtime for Damian Craig's reception, and that was the
same for Sam and Quinn as well.
They held endless meetings and discussions, intent on presenting their sincerity as much as they could.
It was now two in the morning, but Sam was not leaving the office. He had just liaised with various departments for
a latter period discussion of their partnership agreement, amending the sales clause. This finally afforded him to
process the day's OA documents, many which required his approval.
When he first started out, he would approve everything without even reading through the document. Still, he was
increasingly prudent now, checking through each document thrice before giving his approval, which took
considerably more time.
By the time he was done and turned toward Quinn, he found her asleep on the couch.
She usually did not fall asleep easily-as far as he could recall, she would not nap while he did, and she always woke
up in the mornings punctually.
And yet, she was sleeping on the couch now. Was she that tired?
But considering that they were already working overtime for a week and leaving home early every day... he actually
felt a tender feeling inside.
He walked up to her gingerly, worried that he would wake her just as he vaguely realized that he rarely looked at
her like that.
To be precise, he never dared to do it ever since he was a child in fear that he could not control himself.
There were times he deliberately made her despise him so that she kept her distance-so that he did not have to
dream.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut now, he could not take his eyes off her, which seemed glued to her face and beautiful facial features. She was
thirty, but her skin was so fair and smooth that he could not spot a pore.
Sam reached out, feeling an impulse to touch her face and red, moist lips.
His restraint seemed to have gone out the window, as his fingers jumped from her cheek to her lips almost right
away.
Then, he slowly got closer to her lips...
That was when a voice suddenly spoke from the door." Aren't you leaving?"
Sam almost jumped away right then while Quinn stirred, slowly opening her eyes.
She was still in a daze, unaware that she had fallen asleep.
As she looked blankly at Sam and then at Ryan by the door, Ryan growled coolly, "It's too late to work overtime.
Let's go, Quinn."
Quinn's head was still muddled, and she walked Ryan at his call...
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