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Later that evening. Moira finally came back home, while looking exhausted. She let herself fall unto the sofa, while she's in deep thought. She's mentally, emotionally, and physically tired. All her energy has been sucked because of Tyler's existence. He's been giving her the coldest treatment in the office, but when he's talking to other employees, he's very kind and friendly. She didn't realize that her mother entered the living room and she has been observing her. "Oh, welcome home, dear. You just came at the right time. I cooked your favorite food for dinner." her mother tenderly greeted her. "Thanks, Ma. But I already ate with my co-workers. We had a welcome party for our new CEO and we had dinner at a restaurant. I really need to take a rest." Moira groaned, feeling so dead tire