What if his best friend suspected he was faking it? If they'd known from the start, why hadn't they just scolded him? That was what intrigued him. On the one hand, he still wanted to savor the moment of being pampered like the king by his best friend. While in a meeting with several division representatives regarding the progress of the Virtual Reality Game project, which would begin in a month, he still pretended to have difficulty moving his right hand.
Ellen immediately noticed her friend struggling to move her right hand to reach some folders in the center of the table. She slowly moved them aside as she got up from her chair.
"I'll confirm the accessories today. The vendors will be showcasing the accessories they've designed, based on the costume artist team's designs."
Flint folded his arms. "Okay, I want you to go by yourself later. For now, the narrative design team will stay here and continue revising the chapter seven script."
