While Eve and Rose conversed at the corner, a different waitress stopped by the table to serve the free meal. Madame Isabelle had a whiff of her tea before taking a sip. Its calming effects warmed up her insides. She pushed her worries aside and let herself relax.
Ambryan busied himself with the last of the current inquiries. Once he started paying attention to them, Madison flooded his inbox. The old fool was trying to take advantage of him during his leave of absence. He was clearly slacking since Riffle didn't mention anything.
Sending the last response, Ambryan turned on airplane mode. Anyone who needed him urgently would have to go through his security team first.
"Will you be staying long?" His mom asked when he picked up his cup of tea.
"Until Sunday afternoon."
Have a good day!
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