Abigail Hemsworth's gaze settled on the decor on Travis Miller's desk, which she had prepared—a white cat with squinted eyes, holding up a paw and cradling a photo frame containing her picture, next to an electronic clock.
The style was quite different from the somber, oppressively serious atmosphere of the office.
Abigail Hemsworth did not respond, and Fredrick Crawford left.
About ten minutes later, the office door opened again. Travis Miller, dressed in a suit and exuding a cold aura, entered with a stern face.
Upon seeing her, his gloomy expression softened slightly.
He placed the files on the desk and turned to walk towards her.
"Have you been waiting long?"
Abigail Hemsworth exited the game interface and shook her head, "It shouldn't have been too long."
Saying this, she pointed to the solid wood food box on the coffee table, "Since I'm here to join you for lunch, today's meal is quite lavish."
