Leaving the restaurant, they then went to a coffee shop to get Andy her lunch.
“Got to go and get my girl her lunch,” Charlene said, getting out of the car.
Max chuckled. He was still puzzled about Charlene’s admission and knew somehow it wasn’t right.
Driving back to the office, their ride was quiet and smooth. Max didn’t ask Charlene any silly questions, and she absorbed her eyes outside.
After some time of peace, Max's phone rang, breaking the silence. The name was registered on the screen of his expensive car.
‘Carla Monroe calling.’
Charlene side glimpsed at now scowling-Max. She knew who the lady was—one of the office employees in the HR department.
Silly that she was, Charlene pressed the answer button on the screen.
“Hey, sir Max…” the
