?Chapter 845:
“So, we just let it slide?”
Rachel gave a small smile.
“Let’s not waste time on it. Alban took care of it, after all.”
“Alright.”
By evening, the office was mostly empty.
Rachel had wrapped up her work, but the thought of another sleepless night lingered in her mind.
She decided to stay a bit longer, using the excuse of stayingte to avoid going home.
However, Samira had dropped by a couple of times to check on her.
“Rachel, you’re still workingte?”
Rachel tapped her fingers anxiously on the desk and replied,
“Yes, just a little longer.”
“But noter than nine, okay?”
“Okay.”
At 8:30 PM, a knock echoed through the door.
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Rachel assumed it was Samira,ing to rush her, and her heart skipped a beat.
But seeing it wasn’t quite nine yet, she felt a wave of relief.
“Come in!” She straightened up at her desk, taking a deep breath to steady herself.
“Rachel, still at it?” An stepped into the room.
“An?” Her heart raced again at the sight of him. It was the end of the day, and he was here. Was he here to take her home?
Her thoughts swirled. She was about to say something when he spoke first.
“Whatever you’re working on can wait. Go home and get some rest. I’ll have Alban take you.”
He stepped closer, his long fingers gently pressing down on herptop, closing it with a soft click.
“Let’s go. Alban’s already downstairs.”
“Oh, alright,” Rachel responded, feeling a slight hesitation but knowing she couldn’t avoid the situation. She followed him down the stairs. An opened the car door for her, helping her inside, then closed it behind her and stood outside. It was only then that she realized.
“An, aren’t you getting in?” she asked.
He shook his head slightly and exined,
“Brenda’s facing some problems with the business takeover. I need to help her.” So, he was leaving the country.
“How long will you be away?” Rachel asked, her curiosity piqued.
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