They seemed to have just finished their work. Lucille was packing up documents while sincerely praising, "Mr. Clarke, you're amazing. How do you know everything?
"Thanks to you today, or I would have been in tears from anxiety."
Jaidyn was in high spirits, his smile carrying a hint of affection.
He patted her head. "Little girl, you have a long way to go."
Noticing my gaze, he looked over, and upon seeing me, he froze and withdrew his hand awkwardly.
Lucille, following his gaze, saw me.
She walked over quickly and apologized, "Are you Mrs. Clarke? I'm so sorry for interrupting your date. I'm so clumsy. Please don't blame Mr. Clarke. He's just too kind-hearted."
She glanced up at Jaidyn.
Her eyes were filled with tacit understanding and a smile.
Jaidyn looked at me with some unease and explained, "It is about work. Lucille is someone I trained. If something went wrong, I'm the one responsible."
I didn't want to embarrass him in front of others.
Holding back my displeasure, I responded softly, "I understand. It's just that you left without eating anything, so I…"
At almost the same time, Lucille peeked at the cake in my hand curiously.