Amanda Jenkins snapped back to reality and looked up at him, her gaze somewhat listless.
In the past few days, she had been drained, not wishing to argue with him anymore.
Arguing with him and acting out of spite also made her feel miserable.
Lucas Griffin furrowed his brow at her, "Kenneth Bruijn called me today."
Amanda Jenkins was slightly startled.
Lucas said, "Amanda, I think you shouldn't give up this opportunity."
Amanda Jenkins lowered her gaze.
She knew she shouldn't give it up, but she was so worried about Derei that she really wasn't in the right state of mind to work.
If you're going to do something, you should do it well; if you can't do it well, it's better not to do it at all.
Seeing her downcast, a trace of distress appeared in Lucas's eyes.
He stood up, walked over to her, and sat down beside her, taking her hand.
Amanda Jenkins's hand retracted slightly.
Lucas's large hand tightened slightly, firmly enveloping her slender hand in his warm palm.
