Just as Nadia opened the door to leave, she saw someone standing in the doorway.
"Harris?" Nadia looked up, surprised.
Harris nodded slightly, holding out a thermos cup to her. His voice was gentle. "Take a break. Don't overwork yourself."
Nadia took the cup, her fingers briefly brushing against Harris's, and felt a subtle warmth that made her heart skip a beat.
Off to the side, Becky stood frozen in disbelief.
Harris? How could someone like him personally bring tea to Nadia?
A flame of jealousy burned in Becky's heart. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, yet she felt no pain.
"Nadia, aren't you going to thank Mr. Mccann?" Becky asked sharply, her tone dripping with envy.
She had tried to dig up information about Harris's background but could only u
