The moment she stepped into the office building and hadn't even put down her bag, a mug appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw Tiffany Clifford gazing at her with a gossip-filled face.
"I saw it all."
"Saw what?" Enna Clark put her bag in a drawer and turned on her computer.
Tiffany leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming. "That guy just now."
"..."
"I saw him driving what looked like a Mercedes-Benz. I couldn't tell the model, but it must be at least 30 thousand. He's tall and has a nice figure."
She had seen Enna coming out of a man's car on the second floor and thought it was an illusion. But with a closer look, she was sure it was Enna and couldn't help but peer through the window for a better view.
"Who is that man? He brought you to work early in the morning? Are you living together? Your son didn't cause a fuss?" Tiffany bombarded her with questions, clearly very curious.
