Yasmin bowed deeply to Maeve, her face plastered with a fawning smile. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Smith! I was blind! I didn't realize you were such a master at such a young age... You're so unassuming, I just assumed... I'm truly sorry! Please be magnanimous and forgive my blunder. I'll take care of these trivial matters right away."
Without waiting for a response, she scooped up the stack of documents, shot a strained smile at Francis and Maeve, and hurried out.
Maeve was utterly bewildered. She turned to Francis, a wry smile on her lips. "Mr. Lawson, did you... perhaps mistake me for someone else? I... I'm just a newbie, not an expert."
Could someone be trying to sabotage her with flattery?
Hands in his pockets, Francis approached her, amusement dancing in his eyes. "What? No thanks for me
