In the afternoon, before getting off work, Mia Foster received a bouquet of flowers, 99 red roses, with dewdrops on the petals, looking very fresh and beautiful.
There was no signature on the card, just a few words written in an elegant style, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you..."
Mia Foster didn't think she had an admirer, but looking at the message, she could guess who it was. After signing for it, she saw her secretary's envious face and handed the flowers to her directly, "They're for you."
"Manager, really for me?" The secretary looked pleasantly surprised, "Yes, take them, and keep up the good work."
"Thank you, Manager!" The secretary happily hugged the large bouquet of roses and walked out of the office.
After work, Felix Shaw was waiting early by the roadside in front of the company, wearing light blue trousers, a white shirt, with both hands in his trouser pockets, leaning against the car looking at the company's glass door.
