"I was working overtime yesterday, so the office is a bit messy, and I haven't had time to tidy it up."
After entering the office, Vincent gave an embarrassed smile.
Then he walked to the desk, picked up the stack of documents in the middle of the table, briefly flipped through it, and handed it to Charlotte Thompson.
"Grace is really lucky; the heart they found is a perfect match." Vincent leaned against the desk, using his hands to support himself.
Upon hearing this, Charlotte's eyes lit up, and she didn't even take time to carefully sift through the files in her hand.
"Really?!"
At that moment, Charlotte's voice was uncontrollably higher by a few notches.
Perhaps Vincent had never seen Charlotte show such an excited expression, for he chuckled lightly before speaking:
"Of course, would I lie to you? All the test reports show that Grace and the heart donor have a match rate of over eighty percent."
"That's great, truly great."
