The next morning, TMP building buzzed like a beehive kicked open.
There were whispers on every floor. When Ava walked in, everyone in the office paused. Every smile was too knowing. She knew the gist of what had transpired between Xander and Tristan had spread throughout the office.
“Did you see them at the gala…” someone whispered to her seat partner, “all three of them together…”
“I heard Tristan touched her during the auction that was why Mr Moore flipped out.”
“Ooou he looked furious…” the other said laughing.
Ava tried to walk straight, chin up, She wanted to be so unbothered by the stares and side talks, but every step felt like walking through glass. Her literal walk of shame.
When she reached her office, Justin, who was talking to a junior staff member, abruptly stopped t
