Shirley Thorne was leaning against the entryway door, her toes curling in embarrassment. She let out an awkward laugh. "Yeah, I'm back."
Ethan Grant lowered his head to brew tea, staring at the tea foam dancing at the bottom of the cup. He coughed once and said, "Don't just stand there. Come in. We have business to discuss."
"Oh, right!"
Hearing it was business, Shirley Thorne immediately snapped back to her senses. In a flash, she kicked off her high heels and hopped over to the sofa, sitting down properly.
Ethan Grant also walked over with the tea set. After sitting down, he handed a cup of tea to her.
Shirley Thorne, who had been drinking tea for a long time at The Mistress Mother's place: ...
'If I don't drink this, will the big boss think I'm slighting him?'
While Shirley Thorne's mind was wandering, Ethan Grant had already started talking about the business at hand.
Soon, Shirley Thorne no longer had the mental space for idle thoughts.
