Amara’s POV
I froze and stared at her suspiciously, then asked, "Lucy, why are you asking? You have never been this curious about my whereabouts."
"Oh, well, you might as well act professionally and not leave your work behind without giving a letter of leave," she said with an unpleasant smirk, "since you're working for the company as the Design Director.”
I smiled at her and said, "Yes, I can see that you're doing great as the company's deputy chairwoman. I apologize, Lucy. I'll be more responsible for my work next time. Please excuse me."
I walked outside with a sigh, and I found Allan outside the lobby. I walked towards him, and he asked politely, "Miss Amara, what will happen to my wife now? She cannot go back to work anymore?"
I exhaled softly and answered, "I'm sorry, Allan.
