"Where is it damaged? Let me see."
Edward Harper finally let go of her after a long kiss, remembering the main issue.
Clara's cheeks were flushed, still lost in the emotion of the kiss.
"In the gift box."
She paused, then went to open the huge gift box and handed the dress to Edward.
Edward saw the line of black words on the waist, squinted his eyes, and immediately took out his phone to call Liam Johnson.
The crisp ring of a phone came from outside the door, and Clara felt a moment of embarrassment; she'd just had a live broadcast in front of Secretary Johnson, how embarrassing.
A few seconds later, Liam knocked and entered.
"Director Harper, there's a document that needs your signature."
Edward took the document and placed it on the desk.
"This isn't urgent. You go to the surveillance room and check the last 24 hours of footage, see who has been in my office."
Edward instructed again, "Skip the time I'm here; start from when I left last night."