Kieran did not reach out to take them, nor did he respond.

Looking closely at his expression, Inez arched an eyebrow. “If you feel you don’t have what it takes to endure this harsh seven-day trial period, you can throw in the towel at any time and return to where you belong.”

He rose to his feet immediately, strode over to her, and took the thick stack of documents. “I won’t throw in the towel. You don’t have to worry about that, Ms. Mossey.”

If I can’t complete it in time, the worst that can happen to me is a humiliating beating. However, if I don’t agree to do it, it’ll be the equivalent of rejecting Inez’s test. That will only put more distance between us and make it even more difficult to pursue her.

Kieran carried the documents back to his desk. He began translating the contents without any rest and typing them out.

She suppressed a smile while observing his intent and solemn expression.

The pair quickly fell back to work. Neither spoke again to disrupt the peaceful silence, and the atmosphere in the office was very harmonious.

When lunchtime rolled around two and a half hours later, Inez stood up, smoothed the hem of her tight-fitting skirt, and turned toward him. “Mr. Kieran, no matter how busy we are, we shouldn’t forget to have lunch. Are you coming?”

Despite his efforts, he had only finished translating nine of the files. With his mind still preoccupied with work, he answered without a second thought, “I’m not hungry yet.”

Her face fell when she heard his reply. What an idiot.

Shaking her head in exasperation, she turned and headed toward the door.

Suddenly, he was struck with the belated realization that her words had seemed to carry a subtext. Was she inviting me to have lunch with her?

Pushing aside his mouse and keyboard, he hurried after her. “Ms. Mossey, I’m new here and still not familiar with the area. Could I join you for lunch?”

Inez continued walking forward without pausing. She shot him a sidelong glance and replied, “As a secretary on your first day of work here, are you actually asking your immediate superior to treat you to a meal? Mr. Kieran, you sure know how to put on airs.”

He fell silent while what little emotional intelligence cells he had turned in his mind, trying to think of the best response. “What I meant was for you to take me out to lunch, but I’ll pay.”

You’re usually so aloof and reticent, so I can’t believe

into a smile, and his

so you’re putting up at my place for now? How are you going to pay for my meal? With your face? Or do you mean to say that your missing wallet will somehow appear out

paled slightly, and he became tongue-tied. Did I slip up? Did Inez guess that something doesn’t add

inexperienced, Mr. Kieran. You didn’t go all

at

walked straight

the elevator, they did not utter a single word to

only to have things jump back to square one, Kieran

have my wallet or phone. I was also caught in the rain all night. I didn’t lie to

let you stay over. It’s useless

Ding!

the elevator arrived at the designated floor, she

thinking to give

Ms. Mossey,” she uttered without so much as a glance

course, Ms. Mossey.

office. We don’t talk about personal matters at work. Please be more mindful

keep me silent on this? Left with no other choice, he could only follow

had not taken the initiative to say anything since their return

she’s just worried about Treyton. If I didn’t know better,

first, Gwenny. We

set it in front of her, but she did not drink it. A solemn expression still creased her brows as she said, “I asked Elven to contact Craig this morning. I wanted to meet with Mrs. Newton at the Newton residence and visit

choose not to meet you, but he has to come and see me. Drink some stew first, Gwenny.

much more at ease. Thus was the beauty of having someone

Craig. However, the latter was on duty in the suburbs indeed

Harrick Villa and meet with me tomorrow. You can talk to

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