Felicity wasn't one for playing games or leaving things in a gray area where people might get the wrong idea about flirting.

Calvin, though a bit too sharp with his words, genuinely cared for her. She didn't want to lead him on.

"Seriously? You're not even going to give me a shot at chasing you?" he teased.

Felicity playfully slapped his back. "Oh, come on, Calvin. Like you're short of admirers! Flash that smile of yours at the airport, and you've got girls lining up to add you on WhatsApp." "That's true. I am quite the catch! Are you sure you're not reconsidering?"

"Not in the least."

"Alright then, no chance for me to play the lovesick puppy, huh?" Calvin sighed, though his grin didn't fade.

That was just his way; he never made Felicity feel uncomfortable.

"How about we hit the hotel and order some spicy buffalo wings?" she suggested, eyes twinkling. "I've been craving them since we left the States!" Calvin gave a thumbs-up. "Sure, let's go treat you!"

...

"Mr. Lopez, Mr. Lopez?"

took Miles's secretary three attempts to

"Yes?"

on the smart system development. If there's no issue, could you sign it? We

all his years working alongside him, the secretary had never seen the boss so distracted. If it weren't urgent, he wouldn't have dared to

document, scanned the first few

"When's the meeting?"

or the day after, depending on the

Miles

time feeling truly worn

are you feeling alright?" The secretary was

Carry on with your

his computer, settling his glasses

cracking the tech issue today would be

in code, a knock on the

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