James Thompson finished discussing Chloe Sullivan's matter, and Julia Land took out her phone to check the time, noting it was already very late.
She stuffed her hands into her jacket pockets. "Good night, I have to work tomorrow."
She strode away briskly.
Mr. Thompson was left sitting alone on the chair, "..."
Wasn't he supposed to be invited upstairs tonight?
To sleep in the same bed,
To embrace and kiss and moan?
James Thompson's eyes followed the swiftly departing seductive figure, pondering Julia's attitude.
She was jealous.
*
The morning was pleasant.
This morning, Julia planned to ride her red electric scooter to work.
On her way out, she knocked on Sophia Hart's door.
With her hair looking like a bird's nest, Sophia answered, "Capricorn, today your financial luck is booming, good prospects at work, and there's a chance for a promotion and salary increase."
"Okay, remember to eat something at ten o'clock. I'm off to work."