"…" Avery Graham ignored him and went straight to the office room. "Aren't you busy with your company's work? Coming here every day to supervise, you're going to put a lot of pressure on them."
"Really? I don't think so. Does my being here put a lot of pressure on you?" Bernard Taylor followed Avery into the office room, sticking close to her.
"What pressure do I have?" Avery turned on the computer, checked yesterday's sales, then reviewed the daily report submitted by the shop manager, and filed the documents away. "I ate a bit too much this morning and am not hungry now, so you go have lunch by yourself. I'll just get some afternoon tea later in the afternoon."
"The shop's renovation is done, let's go check it out. I had someone pick a date, and we can reopen next Saturday. You have eight more days to adjust the shop assistants. Also, the villa is ready to move into, and someone has taken my parents' apartment. We have a lot going on recently." So she would see him quite often.
