She’s pretty.

Charles tilted his head back slightly as laughter bubbled from his lips, rich and amused. "Seriously, Augustine?" he chuckled, shaking his head. "You're just now clarifying that?"

Augustine smirked, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, I figured I should before you start overthinking."

Charles rolled his eyes playfully. "I wasn't overthinking because it's none of my business."

His lips curled into a small smile before he patted Augustine's chest lightly. "Now go, Mr. CEO. You have an empire to run."

Augustine swallows hard as he nods his head. "Umm… see you later," Augustine mumbled, waving his hands.

Charles gave a slow nod, his eyes following Augustine as he turned around, firmly gripping his briefcase before striding toward the exit.

The sound of the door clicking shut echoed through the quiet space, leaving Charles standing there, his lips curling into a faint smile.