Chapter: 62
“Mr. Scott," they greeted him politely. One of them stepped forward to assist Phillip with the umbrella.
With a brief nod, Sean quietly suggested to Norah, "Since we're already here, perhaps you should go up and dry off? There's a place where you can change. It's cold, and you might catch something."
"Alright." Norah hesitated to decline, aware that Sean wouldn't accept a refusal.
As the three of them took the elevator away, the two receptionists started whispering to each other.
“Can you believe it? This is the first time Mr. Scott has ever brought a woman here. Could she possibly be his wife? “But she looks like someone he might have just met, considering how soaked she is from the rain. It's hard to imagine Mr. Scott allowing his significant other to get caught in such a downpour."
"You noticed too, huh? She's not even wearing any makeup. But she's naturally beautiful. Can you imagine how she'd look all dolled up?"
"Why bother complimenting another woman? Don't you like Mr. Scott? He's good-looking and runs a huge company. He's a catch. I fantasize about fairy tale romances coming true for me. Even if it's just one night, I'd go for it."
“Please, as if! With Mr. Scott's position, he could easily pick a bride from the daughters of noble families in Glophia. You, just an ordinary person, don't stand a chance."
"Well, I might be ordinary, but I'm certainly not lacking in ambition!"
Unaware of the rumors swirling around her, Norah joined Sean in the CEO's private elevator, ascending to the top-floor office. Sean unlocked the door to the private lounge, gesturing inside. “You'll find a hairdryer in the bathroom cabinet and fresh clothes in the wardrobe. I have a meeting to attend, so I'll leave first."
With those words, Sean quickly departed with Phillip.
Norah opened her mouth to speak, but they were already gone.
Norah found the whole situation odd. Things would be simpler if Sean had driven her home. She thought it would be rude to leave while Sean had a meeting to attend. She decided to hang around until his meeting wrapped up before heading out.
The interior of Sean's lounge was minimalistic, featuring just the essentials: a bed, a wardrobe, and a bathroom.
The lounge seemed like a temporary spot for Sean, with minimal decorations.
After using the bathroom to dry her hair, the discomfort of her damp dress became apparent. Anticipating a bit of a wait, Norah changed to something dry.
The wardrobe revealed neatly arranged white and gray casual wear on one side and an assortment of high-quality suits on the other. Below, drawers contained ties and undergarments.
Norah quickly selected a fresh, tagged white loungewear set and retreated to the bathroom to change, hanging her dress in hopes it would dry somewhat before her departure.
With time to spare, she explored his office.
The office space was spacious, with a cozy meeting area, a plush sofa, and a marble coffee table, all accented by green plants that lent the room a tranquil vibe.
Slightly further was Sean's work desk, adorned with company awards and various decorative pieces.
The desk showcased two vibrant red roses in a vase, their vivid hue drawing Norah's attention and prompting a moment of contemplation.
She pondered the significance of the roses, symbols of deep affection, in such a work-centered environment.
Yet, Norah felt that romantic entanglements shouldn't be part of Sean's life. She saw him as someone solely dedicated to his work.