Ansel Balder grabbed Daphne Tjia's slender waist, leading her to where Rachel Colleen and Ethan Colleen were standing. The couple seemed to be discussing something.
"Ethan Colleen, what's wrong?" asked Ansel Balder still holding Daphne Tjia's waist.
Rachel Colleen's gaze fell on the embrace. She covered her rising emotions. Daphne Tjia didn't look awkward. In fact , now the girl deliberately pressed her body against Ansel Balder 's chest .
"Mr. Balder, I seem to have run out of seats," replied Ethan Colleen politely.
"There's still space on my desk. Come on."
"Am I and Rach allowed to join?" Ethan Colleen's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Ansel Balder glanced at Rachel Colleen, "You don't mind, Mrs. Colleen?"
"No, Mr. Balder, of course not," Rachel Colleen said and then smiled gracefully.
