Iris might not be the brightest, but she could always pick up on feelings.
She instantly sensed the exhaustion and battered soul hiding behind Vivian’s expression.
And she looked so tired.
“Boss, you're worn out. Take a breather for a few days, okay? Just drop everything for a bit,” Iris murmured as she gently rested her face on Vivian’s leg,
like a cat trying to please its owner.
But not just any cat—one of those aloof, regal types.
That kind of cat that only ever shows its soft side to one person—right now, that person was Vivian.
“Hey Iris, you’re older than me—I’ve always seen you like an older sister. Be honest with me… what do you really think of Alexander?” Vivian asked, fingers threading through Iris’s hair casually.
The people closest to her had always fo
