"She was in a bad mood, so she got drunk and fell asleep."
Joshua's eyes darkened.
After a second, he sighed in a low voice, "That’s understandable.”
The two children that she had poured all her time and effort into raising for six years were now suddenly back in their parents' arms, maybe she was having a hard time accepting that fact?
"Mr. Lynch." Anne frowned. "I have a question."
"Go ahead."
"You always said in public that you love your wife, you want her home and you would be good to her your entire life. But now that she's really back, you come here in the middle of the night. Have you... fallen for Luna?"
"Ms. Zimmer, you tell a good joke.” Joshua denied without a moment's hesitation. "I'm just expressing m y concern.” His lips lifted in a faint smile. "After all, she once poured all her time and effort into my children."
Anne laughed.
"Fine if you don't want to admit it. I'm going back up. You should go home soon, in case people
misunderstand."
Back in her room, Anne instinctively took a peek downstairs before climbing into bed.
The man remained where he was, lighting yet another cigarette.
She rolled her eyes.
Joshua Lynch
Early the next morning, the hungover Luna was rudely awakened by the ring of her phone.
The call was from Shannon.
The once proud and haughty Design Director was now Luna’s assistant.
On the other end of the phone, she laughed, as if trying to flatter Luna, "Director, you haven't been to the office in two days, are you coming in today to guide us with some work? After all, us at the design department need you to come up with the design scheme."
Luna rubbed a spot between her eyebrows. "Wasn't I fired?"
"Fired?"
On the other end of the phone, Shannon paused. "Are you perhaps cracking a joke? Someone like you, you're so famous, besides you were directly appointed by President Lynch's father, who could fire you?"
Luna climbed up from the bed, it took her a long while before she could gather her wits about her. "I'm going into the office today.”
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