"What were you thinking?" Wesley demanded, his voice firm. "You're both high-ranking officials in this company. You can't just...carry on like that in the office."
Cross and Rachel looked sheepish, their faces flushed with embarrassment. "We're sorry, Wesley," Cross said. "It just...happened."
Wesley raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "It just happened? You expect me to believe that?"
Rachel spoke up, her voice defensive. "It's not like we planned it, Wesley. It just...happened."
Wesley sighed, rubbing his temples. "Look, I don't care what you two do in your personal lives. But when you're at work, you need to be professional. Can I at least expect that from you?"
Cross and Rachel nodded, looking chastened. "Yes, Wesley. We'll be more careful," Cross said.
Wesley nodded, his expression still stern. "Good. Now, let's talk about the auction sale. We need to discuss how we're going to deal with Mark."
