Caroline looked at Blake Fuller, with a mischievous smile in her eyes, "Director Fuller, feel free to come to me if you have any problems in the future."
Such an interesting research topic was right in front of her, making her eager to unravel his secrets.
She walked to her desk, took a black ballpoint pen from the pen holder, and quickly scribbled her phone number on a piece of white paper.
"Alright."
Blake took the handed paper and glanced at it.
Her handwriting was just like her personality, feisty and unrestrained.
It was bold yet not arrogant, which made people naturally fond of her.
He casually put the paper in his pocket, but his fingers gently caressed it inside, as if feeling its lingering warmth.
"I must go."
Caroline stretched lazily and walked past him.
Suddenly, her eyes were caught by his left hand, and she hesitated for a moment. Unable to control her gaze, she finally spoke softly, "Director Fuller's hand is quite nice. It feels good to touch."
