After a simple breakfast, the two of them headed to the company.
Now that their relationship was public, there was no need for secrecy; they no longer had to sneak in and out of the car in the early mornings and late evenings.
They took the elevator up together from the basement, and when they reached the first floor, the doors opened and people at the elevator entrance didn't dare to enter.
Kay Forrest raised an eyebrow: "You're not coming in? We're going to close the doors then. If you're late, it's on you."
The people at the door suddenly snapped to attention and hurriedly stepped in one by one.
Once the elevator doors closed, Kay Forrest pulled Jane Quinlan into his arms due to the cramped space.
Everyone was silent; no one spoke.
And nobody dared to look back at the two of them.
At the 17th floor, Jane Quinlan needed to get off, and Kay Forrest gently ruffled her hair with an exceptionally tender voice: "Let's have lunch together."