"We were friends. . . a long time ago, " he muttered and looked straight ahead with a dark expression, not wanting to be reminded of the horrible thing he had done to his family.
Clara watched his reaction and sighed. Maybe something big had happened between them. She put on a smile and decided not to inquire further. She could ask Carl. He would probably tell her, right?
Her eyes darted to his side profile and noticing his clenched jaw, she sighed. Maybe it was not the right time to tell him about her relationship with Carl.
When they arrived at the company, she went directly to the private elevator and soon got to the office.
As she entered the door, her gaze landed on Carl who was sitting across the desk and deeply engrossed in his work. He had slept in the office last nig
