“Thank you, but I've already ordered my food.”

Ending the call, Rosalynn shifted her focus back to the design for Valeria's apartment.

Although Valeria told her to not bother coming back, Rosalynn wasn't a person who would give up easily.

Rosalynn embraced the challenge of understanding and satisfying demanding clients, confident in her ability to find the perfect balance.

Deep down, she held firm in her belief that Valeria had a genuine interest in her work.

She believed Valeria would choose her design in the end.

Half an hour later, she got her take-out.

Rosalynn entered the bustling office cafeteria with her food.

The lively conversations of her coworkers created a vibrant atmosphere.

She weaved through the crowd, offering friendly greetings to familiar faces, and eventually found an inviting empty seat.

Settling down, she relished the flavors of her meal, the satisfying taste providing a moment of respite from her busy day.

However, her senses perked up when she overheard the respectful greetings aimed at Brian, drawing her attention to the approaching footsteps.

Brian, wearing a slight furrow on his brow, stopped before her table and raised a surprising question.

“Hey, I can't find my wallet. Did I Leave it at your place?"

Rosalynn's mind raced as she tried to recall if she had come across his wallet while tidying up her room.

Perhaps he left it somewhere else.

Wait!

She should not be worrying about that now.

The point was that Brian said that in front of so many people.

Did he just indirectly confess to visiting her?

Would they become the center of office gossip once again?

Rosalynn's throat tightened as she scanned the crowd, sensing all eyes on them.