Valentine Teller sat uneasily in her seat, staring blankly for a long time before her phone rang; it was Mark Reed calling.
She didn't answer, and he quickly sent a text message: [My mom left, come up quickly.]
Valentine Teller looked at the message, hesitated for a long time before heading to Mark Reed's office.
"I just saw your fiancée."
Valentine Teller walked into Mark Reed's office and looked at the thermos on the coffee table.
Thin wisps of steam rose from the thermos, accompanied by an enticing aroma; it was obviously brought by Sharry Vaux.
Mark Reed's fiancée was indeed considerate.
Valentine Teller glanced at the thermos and then at Mark Reed, feeling quite uncomfortable inside.
"Valentine Teller." Mark Reed suddenly looked up, carefully scrutinizing her face, his expression somewhat grave.
"What's the matter?"
Valentine Teller felt heavy-hearted, speaking with little energy.
