Work hours had finally ended. One by one, the employees began leaving their respective rooms. The office atmosphere, which had been busy since morning, slowly became quieter.Camelia had just stepped out of the elevator with her work bag on her shoulder when her steps came to a halt in the lobby area.There, not far from the main entrance, Calvin was standing with Ronal.The man looked as neat as ever, his suit still perfect, his expression flat, cold, and difficult to read.Unconsciously, Camelia slowed her steps.Usually, no matter how angry Calvin was, there was always something—like a small tease, a gentle gaze, or at least one sentence that provoked her emotions.But this time, there was absolutely nothing.Calvin only glanced at her briefly. His gaze was empty, formal, almost as if he were looking at an ordinary coworker.Then he walked past her.Without greeting her.Without stopping.Without saying a single word.Calvin’s steps were so calm, as if there had never been anything
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