"You look so haggard now, what's so urgent that you have to attend this meeting too? Can't you just say you need to rest first?"
Although George Flack was worried, he saw Aria Grant seriously shake her head, knowing there was no other choice, he could only take her there.
"Thank you!" Aria Grant said with a smile.
Indeed, Aria Grant felt more at ease with the way they interacted now than before. Such a distance even felt more comfortable than when they were together before.
Sitting in George Flack's car with the windows open, Aria Grant could feel the refreshing breeze and her own ease.
Seeing Aria Grant's hair fluttering in the wind, George Flack was inspired to write poetry.
Aria Grant thanked George Flack again as she got out of the car.
George Flack replied simply "No need to thank."
Once at Butterfly, Aria Grant took the elevator straight to the executive meeting room.
