After a quick rinse in the restroom, Sumr Lancaster returned to the conference room, where the eting was already halfway through. She gently sat back in her seat. "Where are we?" she quietly asked Serena Monroe. Serena opened the docunts in front of her and pointed to a spot.
"Oh."
anwhile, Kenneth Yates hadn’t been able to take his eyes off Sumr Lancaster since she’d walked in. He noticed her skirt was damp and stained a light brown color.
"President Yates, what are your thoughts on this proposal?" a vice president asked respectfully, but Kenneth didn’t answer.
"President Yates?"
"Ah." Kenneth tore his gaze away. "You can make the call." Sumr was engrossed in the docunts, completely unaware that Kenneth had been staring at her. After the eting, as Kenneth walked past her, he whispered, "Co by my office in a little while."
"Yes, President." After finishing her work, Sumr went to the president’s office.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Co in." Sumr pushed the door open and walked inside. Kenneth was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, smoking.
"What did you need for?" After what happened last ti, she wasn’t about to let him ss with her again.
"There’s an outfit over there. Go get changed." Sumr looked toward the sofa and saw a dress lying there. She picked it up—it was her size.
"How did you know my dress size?"
Kenneth stepped closer to her. "I’ve felt it!" Sumr’s face flushed red with anger. She snatched the dress and went into the office’s adjoining bedroom. After changing, she stood in front of the mirror. ’Kenneth really understands my style,’ she thought. ’This dress suits perfectly.’
"Kenneth Yates, this dress... it wasn’t left here by one of your exes, was it?" Sumr asked on a whim as she ca out and saw him sitting in his chair.
"That’s right. One of my old flas left it behind," Kenneth said without looking up. He was confident in his taste; he knew she would look beautiful without even needing to see her.
"Then I’d rather just change back into my own clothes," Sumr said, turning away in disappointnt.
"I had Fletcher get it. What’s this about an old fla? You have such a wild imagination." Kenneth stood up and walked toward her.
Sumr turned her head, only to find Kenneth had already appeared right beside her.
"W-why are you so close?"
"No reason." His fervent gaze was fixed on Sumr.
"In that... in that case, I’ll get back to work." Sumr tried to leave, but Kenneth grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. The scent of her hair put him at ease.
"Kenneth Yates, this is the office! Soone might see us."
"Should I be afraid of people seeing hug my own wife?" Sumr flushed. ’Wife? That title... doesn’t sound half bad.’ Just then, a knock ca from the door. Sumr struggled out of his arms. "Ti to get back to work."
"Alright, go on."
Reina West entered the office, brushing past Sumr on her way out. She noticed Sumr was wearing a different dress and felt a pang of frustration. ’Has Sumr really managed to snag Kenneth? No matter. I’ll steal him away from her.’
"Director West, what can I do for you?" Kenneth asked chanically. Reina West smiled and approached him. "Kenneth, my father was thinking of having dinner with you. Are you free tonight?" Kenneth had intended to refuse, but an invitation from Martin West wasn’t sothing he could easily turn down. Besides, he wanted to clear the air with him anyway.
"Yes, I’ll be there tonight."
"Then... I’ll see you tonight." A delighted expression appeared on Reina’s face.
"Mm."
"Well, I’ll be on my way." Reina walked out of the office, beaming.
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