Winter was deliberately avoiding looking at Hugo, but she could sense him faltering as he stood next to Yvonne.
The others wore expressions of complete confusion, not understanding the conversation between the two women.
After a moment's hesitation, Winter continued.
"I'll die tomorrow."
Hugo fixed his gaze on Winter, one hand resting on the chair.
Ryan, who had taken a step forward to stop Winter, suddenly halted. There was no way this clever new hire would say something absurd to a client.
Ryan thought that he simply didn't understand it. There must be some hidden meaning behind those words.
Ryan took a step back, folded his arms, and began to observe Winter intently.
