"Enna is probably still asleep this early." Olivia Lewis impulsively called him, only to realize she had nothing to say, "Are you busy?"
Adam Sinclair glanced back at the line of assistants in his office waiting for him to sign documents, and without blinking, he lied, "Not busy, just finished a meeting, it's break time."
Olivia didn't have a supernatural eye; how would she know he was just making that up to keep her on the phone longer.
"...Is that so."
"Yeah." Just hearing her voice, Adam's sharp peach blossom eyes softened, his delicate and aristocratic features bathed in light, exuding an unspeakable gentleness, "Are you bored being alone? Should I call Sunny and have her keep you company?"
Olivia immediately declined, "No need, Sister Sunny recently took on several newcomers, she's swamped with work, don't give her more trouble."
Adam furrowed his brow, dissatisfied, "Isn't she just managing you?"
He always thought Sunny only had Olivia as an artist under her wing.
