"Really?"
Claud Stuart stepped out of the elevator, his eyes shining brightly as if he had just seen his savior.
Caroline Edwin heard his excited voice, hooked her lips, and ruthlessly threw a bucket of cold water with no sympathy, "But...the time hasn't come yet."
That thing dared not appear around her, or it would risk being scattered to the wind with a single blow.
Suddenly, Caroline stopped, "Director Fuller, what a coincidence."
Her gaze swept over the man who had just returned from rounds, unabashedly taking him in.
Wearing a white gown, he looked like someone thin when clothed, but with a good figure underneath.
Her sight uncontrollably fell on his hands, her eyes filled with both appreciation and eagerness.
"Cough cough cough, you two chat. Lady, I leave that matter to you, you must protect my personal safety," Claud said, although he really wanted to watch the gossip in person - the rumor mill involving his supervisor and childhood friend.
