The following day at night.
Jeorge Milton had driven up to her home. He smoked a cigarette since her home was dark.
She didn't show up today.
He smoked and glanced at the clock. It was early morning.
What happened?
He was ready to leave when he saw a cab parked in the back and watched her get out and walk up with her head down.
He walked by his car with his head down, without even looking at it.
"Ava Lins!" he said as he opened the car door.
Ava halted.
"Don't show up in front of me again."
When Ava turned around, he had called her. “Why didn't you come to work today?” Jeorge said, his voice sharpening. ”
"Leave."
She didn't see him. Her tone was icy.
He disliked her approach towards him!
"Why don't you come to work?"
"Do I need to inform you?" Ava sneered.
He stopped her.
