In the back of the sleek black limousine, Marcus busied himself with his laptop, barely acknowledging Violette. Noticing his indifference, she leaned in and whispered, "I'm sorry for the interruption, Marcus.

When will you have a moment?"

Marcus didn't look up as he replied, “If you're bored, I can have the driver take you home."

Her heart sank at his words, and she fought back tears, insisting, "No, I'm not bored at all. Please, continue with your work."

Touched by her thoughtfulness, Marcus ceased his work and finally looked up to meet her gaze.