At nine o'clock at night, Bryana was writing down what food she would order as a meal to eat with the householders and would also invite several employees at the office as a celebration of her seven-month pregnancy which would be held the day after tomorrow. the pregnant woman was in the workspace with her husband who was also busy working from home.
"Honey, go to sleep. It's getting late," Dean exclaimed after heaving a sigh of relief because he had finished all his work.
he sat in the director's chair, while Bryana sat on the sofa by the table about five yards from him.
"I'm not done yet," Bryana said without turning around.
"You can finish it tomorrow," Dean shouted.
Bryana sighed and glanced at Dean who was walking towards her. "Tomorrow is the time of order, so now I have to complete the concept. Just a little more and I'll finish it all."
