18

My heart thumped louder than Zed’s voice, but I tried my best to conceal my guilt.

“Yes, we’re out to meet a client. Mr. Mori is introducing me to him as the new Asian branches manager,” I said, looking at Kim.

There was a pause, and every second that passed by sounded like a bell banging against my ear.

“Okay, dear. Enjoy your lunch, and don’t stress yourself on the meeting.”

I heaved out a sigh after ending the call. If this situation keeps repeating, I'll soon die of nervousness.

“Okay, let’s have lunch together,” Kim said, his brows knitting closer. What had been the state of bliss we were enjoying a while ago popped out like bubbles in the air.

“But we have no client to meet,” I argued. “We better go back to the office and have lunch there.”

“No.”

I kept my mouth shut. Kim’s mood turned sour, and I knew it wasn&r