Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Blanca didn’t dare sit by his side any longer and she stood up, blushing.

“No, it’s enough, I’m … I’m heading back.”

She took the lunchbox and fled the office.

Matthew looked at her receding back and suddenly felt that a bright spot had come into his dry monotonous life. He didn’t even notice the smile creeping up his face.

Blanca ran out in a panic and was about to head into the elevator when a woman with wavy hair rushed out of the elevator herself, and the two bumped into each other.

The woman’s hot tea spilled out and splashed all across the two.

The woman let out a shriek.

“Are you okay?”

and both of them had been careless, but Blanca was aware of how she’d rushed, and seeing the woman’s

“Do I look okay?”

woman glared at Blanca. “These clothes are new! I’m only putting them on for

she spoke, she wiped at her clothes irritably. Blanca looked on. It seemed like a high-end outfit, and it was white.

“Then … then

afford it? My cousin bought this for me overseas! It’s

widened. Fifteen thousand??? For a dinky

sigh at how rich

her suit. Sure, her own clothes were stained, but apparently, her dress

had said that it wasn’t that expensive, and it’d just look bad on Matthew if she paid him back for clothes. Since Curtis had said that much,

wash. How about this? I’ll pay for the fees, and if it can’t

of paying fifteen thousand alone hurt Blanca, but she wasn’t the type of person to shirk