Chapter 83

That meant, if Vesta wished, she could come to work there anytime. The favoritism Thorne showed was something Charlene had long stopped bothering to count. While sipping from her coffee, Charlene's gaze drifted to the glass door where a figure stood. She looked up slightly. It was Thorne. She paused. Thorne's gaze met hers, yet it seemed his focus was elsewhere. Turning back, Charlene noticed Vesta offering a slight nod toward the door, greeting Thorne. Then, Vesta turned to Mr. Ferrell, "I'll be off then."

Then, Mr. Ferrell and Quincy realized Thorne's presence.

Approaching noon, Thorne had come down specifically to take Vesta out for lunch.

As Quincy and the others started to stand up, Thorne waved them off, "Please, don't worry about me. Go ahead with your work."

They nodded in agreement, busying themselves.

Thorne politely addressed Stewart, "Sorry, I can't host you personally due to my schedule. Mr. Ferguson, I hope you can understand."

"Mr. Henderson, you're too kind. I completely understand the demands of your schedule," Stewart responded.