CHAPTER 55 Wild Day

　　Esme tried to scrutinize Hazel's facial expression, searching for a blush or any sign of bursting happiness.

　　"You won’t find it," Hazel interrupted with a small cough. She had clearly practiced maintaining her expression. Flynn had taught her, though not directly.

　　"Where is it?" Esme giggled, trying to tease Hazel about her innocence and the wild experiences she might have had with the boss up there. In Mr. Bezos’s office, while Esme had been waiting at the juice bar, eyeing the passing handsome employees. Oh! Luckily, there were plenty of good-looking staff around, so she wasn’t bored.

　　"You won’t find it, Esme. Believe me. I didn’t do anything," Hazel coughed again, straightening a stray lock of hair. She was being interrogated by Esme, who was seeking hot gossip or inspiration. But Hazel wouldn’t spill anything. No way.