Lilian just stared at him—this ridiculous guy who was babbling nonsense with a mocking smirk curling on his lips.
She shot him a fierce glare, then pouted and turned away in a huff.
Heartfelt? What kind of nonsense was that?
Did she care about Sean?
Wasn't it obvious how rude and impolite he'd been?
This wasn't about feeling sorry for someone—it was a matter of basic decency!
After throwing that sarcastic jab her way, the guy fell silent, and Lilian had zero interest in talking to him. So the elevator ride continued in awkward silence.
Luckily, her department's floor was low and the elevator soon arrived. As the doors slid open, she grabbed her bag and dashed out, fearing she might suffocate if she stayed any longer.
Though he didn't say another word, the atmosphere inside the elevator was so tense it felt like the air was running out.
At her office, Lilian took a moment to calm herself before diving into work.
