She cried.
Aaron Ray closed the diary and wanted to help her wipe her tears.
This was not a place for guests; on the coffee table, besides tea and pastries, there was only a music score, no tissues.
He got up to find the servant and brought back tissues, then comforted her, "Don't cry, as long as you're doing well now, that's enough."
The little goldfish stopped crying, and nodded slightly.
The tension between them seemed to disappear, restoring a sense of closeness.
Footsteps sounded from outside, accompanied by the servant's respectful address, "Sir is back..."
Aaron Ray quickly stood up, turned to look, and saw Harvey Howard walking towards him.
"Master Howard," Aaron Ray slightly bowed.
Harvey Howard appeared to be in a good mood and joked, "Coming so early for New Year greetings, are you looking for a red envelope again?"
At the end of the year, the auction house had already given out red envelopes. Harvey Howard was always generous to his subordinates.
