Joanna Lawrence:"..."
Her face flushed slightly:"Ahem, it has nothing to do with Manager Joshua Ranson. He handled everything well, and I have no complaints."
"Then why are you still unhappy?"
"...Maybe I'm just hungry." Joanna had no choice but to come up with a random excuse.
She heard a low chuckle from the other side of the phone:"I see. I'm sorry I made you wait for so long today. In the future, I'll try to get off work earlier to be with you."
Joanna:"Ahem, ahem, ahem …"
That's not what she meant!
"I'm here." Ashton Heath paused, then asked, "Do you want me to come upstairs, or…"
"I'll come to you." Joanna Lawrence interrupted him before he could finish his sentence, "I'll be there in a minute.".
Because of Ashton Heath's appearance.
She was worried that if he came upstairs, he would attract a lot of attention.
She thought it would be better to keep a low profile.
*
At the underground parking lot.
A black Bentley with its hazard lights flashing.
