Lance's POV"Ms. Wilkinson used to be like the Grim Reaper. Anyone who laid eyes on her would start shaking. Now she finally seems a little more human."Jenna didn't respond, nor did she refute it.She had the waiter bring over some plain water, poured Derek a glass, and handed it to him. "You have a weak stomach, so don't drink anything cold. Have some warm water instead."During last year's Christmas celebrations, when her mother kept forcing me to drink at the dinner table, I had a stomach flare-up too.The pain got so bad afterward that I had to get a painkiller injection, and while I was out of it, I complained to her about it.But all she gave me was one icy look and said, "If you neglect your own health, that's on you."I clenched my fingers tightly beneath the table, the pain in my chest almost too much to bear. After all the commotion, Derek suddenly came over.He flashed a bright smile. "Mr. Keller, I'm Ms. Wilkinson's secretary, Derek. I'd like to offer you a toast."
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