Today, Mr. Buren's office played host to a rather hot-headed visitor.
Looking at Calaen's sour expression, Charles couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He forced a smile.
"You know, everyone who gets invited to my office usually comes in grinning ear to ear. But you? You look like you've just chewed on a lemon."
Calaen shot him a glare, clearly irritated.
"Invitation? You practically dragged me here like a hostage."
Nelia, usually drowning in work, had finally agreed to go out with him. He'd been hoping to take their relationship to the next level…
But just as they were about to head out, Charles's secretary had swooped in, pulling him away.
Seeing Calaen in no mood to cooperate, Charles turned to Nelia.
"My apologies, Ms. Wilson. I may have ruined your romantic plans."
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