They had a beautiful lunch on top of the building. Cristelle liked the meal very much. It seemed like Linford had already figured out the things she liked and hated. When did he find it out?

Cristelle was taking sips from her glass as she wondered.

A message burped in her phone. Cristelle held the phone up. It was a voice message from Fritzi, asking her if she had finished her lunch.

That project must be quite a headache. Or Fritzi wouldn’t have interrupted her lunch with the boss.

Cristelle sighed as she sent a voice message back, “I’ll be there soon.”

Linford frowned, “Fritzi asked you to go back?”...