Mr. Smith arched an eyebrow in confusion, while Charles stifled a chuckle and murmured softly under his breath.
"Good job!"
Without missing a beat, Charles grabbed Mr. Smith by the arm and quickly exited the room, leaving Sara and Frank alone.
Sara stood on her tiptoes, her hands reaching up to loop around Frank’s neck, creating an undeniably intimate posture.
Frank’s breathing grew heavier as he asked, his voice low and slightly strained, “Sara, what are you doing?”
Without responding verbally, Sara wordlessly tugged at his crooked tie, unfastening it with practiced ease.
“As a CEO of the Hoover Group, you can’t even manage to tie a proper knot. How adorably clumsy,” she teased with a playful smirk.
Before Frank could react, Sara deftly folded the tie, stood on her toes again, and
