Kennedy’s POV:
I scratched my forehead because of Yvan’s mail. My friends didn’t pay attention to my discomfort. Only Tim noticed it because I heard him chuckle. I shot him a deadpan glare, he just raised his both hands to surrender. I’m sure that he’s thinking that this is the girl that Khione was talking about.
After a couple of hours, they now decided to leave my office and so I am. What’s the point of staying here when it’s already my time to go home too? I’ll just do my work at home.
“Aren’t you going to tell me what you told Tim?” Khione started. We’re on our way home.
I just wrinkled my nose to annoy her but honestly, I’m thinking about an excuse!
“Nothing… I just asked him about his perspective about favors and in return.” there’s no other way out but to tell the truth… But no
