I pursed my lips. "I’m on my way to Zimmer Corporations. I need to talk to you."
"Sure," Matthew replied readily.
The cab drove all the way to Zimmer Corporations. I carried Munchkin out of the car.
He had fallen asleep in my arms in the cab. He must have cried so much that he grew tired.
Looking at him while he slept and the tear marks on his face, I made a decision in my heart.
When I walked into Zimmer Corporations, I did not go t o the reception desk but instead stood waiting in the lounge area.
After about five minutes, Matthew came downstairs.
When he saw Munchkin sleeping in my arms, he reached out to take him but I evaded his touch. "Do you have a lot of time?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Not really."
His appearance had captured the attention of those walking in and out of the office.
My name was still on the top trending hashtags. Not wanting anyone to recognize me, I quickly said, "Let's talk in your office."
He nodded.
I followed him upstairs after that.
Zimmer Corporations was much larger than before. The president's office was extravagantly decorated.
Matthew pointed at the lounge. "You can put Munchkin in the lounge."
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