Quinn sat in Jeo’s office, looking through the heap of paperwork that Cannon just brought in. It’s been five days since the night of the party, and during these five days, a lot has happened. The farmers that had hated her apologized sincerely in front of her. They’d gotten down on their knees, thanking her for saving them. They’d even confessed to regretting not trusting her and bringing her rotten food. Now her house was full of food, so much so, that she didn’t even have space to put them.
However, something else happened, five nights ago, she hadn’t just attended a party, she’d aggressively told Jeo off, and since then, he barely said a word to her when she came to his office.
He only spoke to her when he really had to, if not, then there would be a suffocating silence between them
