"I took a honeymoon leave." Max said, and Valerie looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"Already?"
"Yes." He brushed off the crumbs of bread from the corner of her mouth. "We're going to Ireland soon."
"What's in Ireland?"
"Mariam's school." He answered. "We're going to prom."
"Hm, Prom." She nodded. "By the way, how's Mariam doing at the company? Isn't it a lot of stress for a 19-year-old to handle?"
"Stress?" Max shook his head. "Mariam looks like she's having the fun of her life, so don't take it away from her yet and let her enjoy it. Thanks to her, the company is far more stable."
"That so?" She lowered her head and took a bite out of her bread. It wasn't that she was sad about the outcome but she was rather disappointed in herself.
Not so much that she would get let down though. She just felt... Her parents shouldn't have left the company to her in the first place.
Seriously, what were they thinking?
