Angela meets Roy

“How do you feel? Did your skin get bruised?” Standing to his feet, Rex asked the moment he met Angela's approaching figure.

“I'm fine if not for these remnant stains,” she responded, her facials registering shock at his display of affection.

It made her feel comforted at the sight of his concerned face, which was averse to explaining to Maya, later in the day, that her favorite shirt was now ruined.

Ouch, the cloth humiliation one must face before their first paycheck. She winced. Still, it didn't stop him from making the moment less uncomfortable, just in the next instant.

“Well, try not to be clumsy next time. For now, go finish up with your duty.”

“About the dirty floor?”

“I will call the cleaning department for that, now go”

“Fine,” she replied shyly. He just scolded her in front of the visitor he was with.

Although the stranger's identity was concealed by his office couch, except for the person's braided hair. Still, she felt embarrassed.