Even Shirley had almost felt touched.
Bah!
Dewitt was still a b*stard.
She better stayed away from him. Out of sight, out of mind.
Just as Shirley was about to turn and leave, a deep voice came from beyond the door.
"Miss Wilson, kindly make us some tea."
Did this man have X-ray vision or what?
Shirley silently cussed, but went to make the tea anyway.
Then, putting on a false mask of attentiveness, she entered the office with a smile.
...
"Here's the tea you asked for, sir."
As soon as she finished her words, she met the eyes of the woman sitting opposite Dewitt.
Shirley's hand trembled slightly when she did, almost tipping the tea.
...
The woman exchanged a glance with Shirley, then turned to smile at Dewitt as if nothing had happened, saying,
"Haha! You really are talented
