Grace climbed the stairs to the third floor thoughtfully. But if he didn't come up soon, his lunch hour would have ended twenty minutes ago. Never during his journey as Theo's assistant had he neglected his late lunch.

He took a deep breath as his feet were right at the end of the stairs. Wish the bus was in his room alone, busy with various reports and did not care about Grace. But it seemed impossible. It was clear that Grace saw Theo sitting in her regular chair. The seat that was always right was not far from Grace's desk.

Feeling guilty for playing with lunchtime, Grace spoke up. "Excuse...