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“You don’t need to continue, Irene.”
Irene’s eyebrows furrow. “Why, sir?”
“You focus on this file only. And don’t let anyone else know what you’re working on.”
“A secret, sir?” Irene blinks in confusion. “What’s going on? Are we playing detectives or something, sir?”
“Irene!”
Irene grins widely. “Yes, sir. Understood. I’ll bring the files to study them discreetly.”
“Where to?”
“Bella’s room. Today, your daughter asked me to teach her mathematics.”
Sebastian sighs. “So, I have to go home with you like that?”
Irene shrugs. “It’s up to you. Taking a taxi with me to Bella is no problem, sir.”
“Letting you take company files?”
“Well, I’m confused now with what you’re saying, sir. According to you, what should I do?”
“Impede my date alone.” Sebastian glanced at the Rolex on his left wrist. “Did you book a table at Hotel Harrison?”
“Yes, sir.” She immediately opened her agenda. “Mr. Dong-lee from Panorama Group has also confirmed his arrival for lunch with you. Two of his assistants will be joining as well. I have prepared the discussion with them.” She handed me another folder from a different drawer. “Please take a look again, sir.”
Sebastian promptly accepted the file. His eyes quickly scanned through each page, reading the contents. Occasionally, he furrowed his brow, but then a smile appeared. “All right. Prepare yourself as well. Bring everything along. After we’re done with Panorama, I’ll drop you off at home.”
“All right, sir.”
Irene busied herself to ensure nothing was left behind since she wouldn’t be returning to the office. But something felt off to her. Why hasn’t her boss moved from his desk yet? Instead…
“Where was this photo taken?” Sebastian pointed to a small frame showing a white-painted building with many Bank Blood emblem tents.
“Oh, that’s from when I was donating blood, sir,” Irene replied calmly. “It’s an old photo.”
“I haven’t seen it before, have I?”
Sebastian was an extremely observant person. If something seemed slightly different, he would ask. And it seemed like this picture had recently found its place on Irene’s desk.
“Yes, sir. It’s a memory from the year I used to donate blood regularly. I don’t have time for it now because I’m too busy with work.”
“Are you implying something about me?”
Irene furrowed her brow again. “No.”
“You said you’re busy with work and don’t have time to donate blood anymore. Is your busyness at the office related to me?”
Oh God! Are there men like Sebastian? Where their level of self-confidence is too acute, often accusing without any reason or cause. Just like now! And one thing is for sure, he’s too sensitive. If we use the terms used by young people now, well… Irene can still be considered young. It’s called being “moody,” or overly emotional.
Just like Sebastian right now.
“Come on, get to work!” Sebastian said, now at the doorway of their room. “Don’t take too long. Finish your working hours quickly. Otherwise, I’ll be called an unaware boss.”
Who said that? “You’re such a sensitive Raptor!” Irene muttered very softly. Unfortunately, “I heard you talking, Irene!”
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Oh no! Irene’s intention to come to this two-story house was to fulfill her promise to Bella. Besides feeling sorry for her, she couldn’t bear the thought of the little girl facing her sixth-grade exam alone. Even though the exam format had changed since Irene wore the red and white uniform, there still needed to be someone by her side. Little did Irene know, Bella always managed to escape her class.
She wondered how the child managed to slip away.
As Irene took her light steps, although her hands were burdened with a bag containing files, she was greeted by the familiar figure of an elderly woman; Grandma Sun. A nickname was given by Bella because the grandmother loved wearing yellow clothes or accessories.
Her name was Sunny Summer. Oh my God!
“Irene, what brings you to the house? Is there something wrong?” the friendly woman asked? She recognized the girl who displayed her awkward smile and extended her polite, skinny hand.
“Irene is here to help me with math, Oma,” Bella said, half-shouting. She hurriedly descended the stairs, holding a large book and a pencil box. Her long hair fluttered with her movements. “Come on, sis, let’s study now.”
“Be careful, Bella!” Instead of Bella, the middle-aged woman named Sunny preferred to call her granddaughter by the name Bella. Only the warned one chuckled while pulling Irene’s arm.
“Let’s go, sis. Don’t waste time talking to Oma. It takes too long!”
Sunny could only shake her head in amazement. She let Irene bid her farewell and followed Bella’s request. Occasionally, she overheard Bella’s chatter about her school. Irene responded enthusiastically. They acted like two close friends meeting after a long time, oblivious to their surroundings. Despite their age difference, they were two girls who connected.
“Mommy?” Sebastian was slightly surprised when he entered the house and was greeted by his mother busy setting the dining table. “What brings you here?”
