By lunchtime, many employees had gone to the cafeteria, and the number of people on the entire floor gradually dwindled.
Anna clutched the carefully prepared lunchbox, glancing repeatedly in the direction of the meeting room where Joseph was.
Still, there was no sign of movement.
As time dragged on, the employees who had gone to lunch began returning one after another, while the food in the lunchbox gradually grew cold.
Joseph's meeting still hadn't ended.
He knew she would be coming at noon, yet he seemed to have completely forgotten about her.
The more Anna thought about it, the more wronged she felt. Hugging the lunchbox tightly, she briefly considered leaving.
The curious stares that had been on her earlier had mostly dispersed, but she couldn't shake the feeling that those rema
