"Lenn will take care of her, don't worry," Damian reassured Cherise.
Cherise scowled. "No way! I don't trust him!"
"But think about it," he continued. "You only noticed Lucy's discomfort from her gestures, while Lennon could tell from her posture alone. That's the difference between you two. Do you still think he's incapable of caring for her?"
Cherise pursed her lips, speechless for a moment.
Noticing Cherise didn't chase after Lennon and Lucy, Heather rushed over, snuggled into her arms, whining, "Cherise!! Waaaah, what should I do? Even Lennon has his princess charming now... What am I supposed to do?"
Cherise was dumbfounded by Heather's childish and flirty response. She rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and thought, "Duh, how would I know?"
However, holding Heather in her arms, Cherise felt a sense of relief. Relief that Lennon wasn't the type to abandon Lucy for a new acquaintance. He still chose to stay with Lucy in the end!
After a brief interruption, the banquet continued in full swing. Damien was right. This banquet had indeed closed the gap between Cherise and her colleagues.
Initially, everyone was reserved, but as the night progressed, they even invited Cherise and Damien to play Truth or Dare.
While Cherise excelled in academic research, this type of game was unfamiliar territory. She consistently lost, so she cautiously opted for Truth each time.
"When did you start having feelings for Mr. Lenoir?" Heather asked excitedly, resting her chin on her hands.
Seated on the sofa, Damien also observed her with a hint of interest.
Cherise blushed but answered truthfully, "I think it was about five years ago."
A collective gasp filled the room. "Five years! That's a long time!"
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