Kenneth lowered his eyes and stared at the woman holding onto his pant leg. Perhaps the space beneath the desk was too cramped, because Yvonne's face had already flushed a deep red.
Her eyes were filled with a pleading look, making them seem especially bright and misty. Even though her makeup concealed her original appearance, those clear, innocent eyes still made her look fragile and pitiful, almost like someone would want to tease her just to see her reaction.
"Kenneth!" Yvonne silently called out to him. Her soft, red lips moved slightly. "Can you please make him leave?"
The desk was too short, and her legs had already gone numb from staying in that position for so long. She couldn't sit down, so she had no choice but to kneel on the floor. Combined with the way she was gripping his
