After a long day, finally reaching the end of work hours, Han Shuang walked into the office with her bag and looked at me. "Ms. Harrington, you're having dinner tonight with Mr. Weston from Credit Audit Solutions. Should I come along?"
I drifted off for a moment before recalling the appointment. Seeing her eager to leave, I shook my head. "No need. Just send me the address—I'll go myself later!"
She smiled. "Thank you, Ms. Harrington. I've sent the location to your phone."
I nodded, resting my chin on my hand and studying her. "Are you dating someone?" Spencer wasn't young anymore. She'd been with me for two years, and until now, there'd been no sign of romance—so why did her face suddenly glow with that telltale flush?
"No! I'm just meeting an old classmate tonight—just catching up, s
