Without missing a beat, I replied, "Whoever criticizes me in the open gets a reward; whoever does it behind my back gets no mercy!"
"So, how would you reward me then? How about the roses on your desk?"
It scared me stiff, my fork clattering to the ground.
Before I could react, he was already scooping it up.
"Just pulling your leg."
I giggled, a mix of relief and amusement washing over me.
Incredible, how does a CEO like him keep tabs on a nobody like me?
After a moment, he sighed from above, his comforting hands massaging my head.
"Usually sharp as a whip, how come you couldn't see I was just jealous?"
The fork I'd just picked up dropped again.
My phone rang just in time—I almost kneeled in thanks—perfect timing!
Listening to the chaos on the line and Grandma's ranting, the magic moment quickly dissolved.
"I'll drive you, let's sort this out once and for all."
