"That's it. You may all leave."
I gathered my stuffs and was about to leave the room along with my colleagues when my attempt was stopped by none other than Xander.
I internally rolled my eyes as I gave him a bored expression. They all glanced at me with judging eyes, as if contemplating on reasons why I should be left alone in the room with The Man and our Boss. Well, don't ask me, because I also don't know why I need to stay. Though I have an idea on what it is.
It's been a weeks since I passed out and was brought to Xander’s house.
His cooking is actually not bad. I don’t want to admit it but he cooks better than me. And it’s a punch on my ego. After thinking that he can’t cook, how could he be better than me? After gobbling the food, I left his place and went home, much to Xander’s
