"We've already met in the elevator just now, Miss Sherman is even more beautiful than I had imagined," Tania Thompson said as she met Evelyn Sherman's eyes, smiling as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, Evelyn's face flushed.
Why did she feel like hearing that made her sound more like a vixen bewitching a monarch?
"Secretary Thompson sets high standards for herself and doesn't easily give compliments. Take the praise, Miss Sherman, there's no need to be shy," Chester's arm wrapped around her waist tightened slightly, pulling her closer into his embrace.
Inhaling her light fragrance, he felt somewhat restless.
Since he had left Grande City until now, how long had it been since he last touched her?
Now, seeing her every day before his eyes yet unable to touch, was frustrating, but the thought of Evelyn's insistence on not starting an office romance turned Chester's enchanting face stark with irritation.
