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    She sat in a daze for a while before finally shaking off her thoughts and finalizing everything before sending Morse a copy.


    To her surprise, he called almost immediately after receiving it. “See, Yvonne? I knew you could do it! This interview is incredible!” He was gushing before she could even say hello.


    “You’re too kind,” Yvonne replied with a faint smile.


    “And you’re too modest! You deserve all the praise! I’ll make sure to reward you properly when you get back. Not only is this interview thorough, but it’s unique in a refreshingly kind of way. And Frank was so cooperative! Imagine that! Do you have any idea how many people have tried and failed to get him to open up? The fact that he was even willing to work with you speaks volumes about your character and professionalism!”


    Morse’s enthusiasm was palpable even through the phone. He couldn’t seem to stop praising Yvonne and kept saying “good job” repeatedly. If a colleague hadn’t called for him in the background, he might have never ended the call.


    Yvonne stared at her phone after they hung up, feeling a rush of relief. Her face broke into a smile—the task was finallyplete.


    She opened a booking app to check for flight schedules back home, only to hesitate.


    After mulling it over for several seconds, she decided to wait for Norton and ask him when he nned to fly back, so they could return together.


    Unexpectedly, Norton came back shortly after.


    “Already done for the day?” Yvonne asked as he came in, her eyes darting over to the clock on the wall.


    It was only a little after noon.


    “No, I still have work this afternoon,” he replied casually before asking,


    “Want to grab lunch?”


    “Sure. I’m hungry, anyway.” Then she remembered what she wanted to ask him. “Oh, by the way, when are you—”


    She was interrupted by the sudden ringing of his phone.


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    She fell silent as he stepped to the side to take the call.


    “What’s the issue with the project?” His voice was calm and devoid of emotion.


    Yvonne watched him, his profile silhouetted by the lighting through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She sighed quietly to herself. Then she heard him say in a firmer tone, “A month? No. It must be resolved within seven days.”


    He didn’t speak much else before hanging up and turning to Yvonne. “What were you about to say just now?”


    Yvonne shook her head. “It’s nothing. Let’s go eat.” It looked like he would be busy for a while longer. She would just have to book her own ticket back home.


    “What do you feel like eating?” Norton asked as he ushered her through the door.


    Yvonne’s spirits were considerably dampened. He would be stuck working and couldn’t fly back with her for sure.


    “Anything’s fine,” she answered ndly. “Let’s just grab something quick so you can get back to work.”


    They found a nearby restaurant and had a simple meal.


    As they were finishing, Yvonne said, “I’ll head back on my own. I could use the walk. You should go straight to thepany.”


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