Cally stifled a laugh. "Mr. Grant is glaring at you from behind. You should probably leave with him. I’ll get going now."
She left in a hurry after saying that as though wolves were chasing her from behind.
I froze and turned my head around. Sure enough, I saw Theo standing behind me with his arms crossed. He was leaning against the door frame with a lackadaisical demeanor and staring at me with pitch-black eyes.
There was nothing more embarrassing in this world than to be heard saying bad things about someone behind their back.
At this point, I was so ashamed to even talk to him, so I decided to leave.
I had just taken a few steps when the man pulled me back.
He asked with a smile, "Are you still mad?"
I pursed my lips and said with a face full of mockery, "How dare I be angry with Mr. Grant."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong.”
Theo's voice sounded particularly gentle. "I know there's nothing going on between you and Jordan. I said things that I shouldn't have. I'm really sorry."
I froze, suddenly not knowing how to react.
When Theo apologized back then, he would at most just say that he was sorry. It was easy to think that he did it with little sincerity. This was his first time apologizing in such a sincere manner.
I pursed my lips and said a little awkwardly, "How could the great Mr. Grant ever be wrong? I'm the one who’s wrong.”
I shook off his hand and was about to leave after saying those words.
"Alright."
Theo grabbed me again and pulled me into his arms. He said with a face full of helplessness, "We still need to work later. Just put your tantrums away. If you're overwhelmed with anger, then you can teach me a lesson at night, okay? You can punish me however you want."
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