And there were not any particularly special instructions.
Manager Swantz didn't ask more, and continued, "Work hard, I'm leaving first."
"Hmm." Rachel Barton nodded.
The entire day, Rachel Barton's mood was excellent.
She felt that she held some place in Mr. White's heart, however little it might be.
Otherwise, he wouldn't ask a colleague to deliver something to her.
Thinking about this, Rachel's face flushed with heat.
Even when leaving work at night, Rachel Barton was all smiles.
She was walking on the road.
"Uncle! Uncle! Wait for me!"
The air was suddenly filled with Flora Tiarks' voice.
Rachel Barton thought she was hallucinating.
But, when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure walking under the streetlights.
Nothing like the arrogance shown during the day.
At this time, he was just refined.
Flora Tiarks was chasing after him.
Rachel Barton initially wanted to wave and say hello, but she reconsidered.
