Richelle Dunn felt a little exhausted. Earlier in the day, when they said she and Jack Quigley were the representatives of the new generation and the faces of the entire medical team during the photo shoot, it was official business, which left her with no choice but to accept.
Now, forcing her and Jack together by their age, the matchmaking seemed rather obvious.
However, it was still difficult for her to refuse.
Because Jack Quigley didn't say or do anything, if she insisted on changing seats, not only would it seem overly self-conscious, but it would also make Jack feel extremely awkward.
Richelle glanced at her mentor, noticing her talking naturally with the others nearby. Reluctantly, she sighed and sat down at the designated spot.
In the evening, she really needed to have a serious talk with her mentor.
"Richelle, can you help me?"
As soon as she settled down, Jack called her from the kitchen.
Richelle glanced at the others and pushed her chair away, standing up.
