[PRIME GROUP]
At one point in Penny’s life, she often found herself acknowledging that her office would never be as pristine as Zoren’s or Atlas’s.
How could it be when she had people grilling food inside? All while a friend was dramatically bawling her eyes out.
"Huhu! Penny! What am I going to do?! That idiot—he ruins everything!" Lily sobbed, unbothered by the thick smoke fogging up Penny’s office as she manually fanned the smoke detector. "It’s so frustrating I can’t stop crying!"
Penny ignored Lily, standing by the window as she tried to breathe in some fresh air and not suffocate. She crossed her arms, looking down at the bustling city center.
"Young lady, you should fan that thing even harder," Wild, the culprit behind all the smoke, instructed Lily, who stood near the door. "Otherwise, we’re all going to get a smoke bath in here."
Lily cried even harder but still followed Wild’s instructions.
"If my office is not a tourist attraction... then is it a park?" Penny wondered to herself. "A psychiatric ward?"
She had a medical license, but she was sure it wasn’t meant for this. The number of problems that had landed in her office—most of which had nothing to do with her company—was overwhelming. She had stopped counting after Patricia. There were just too many. And when she thought nothing else could surprise her, Lily came bawling her eyes out.
Lily’s problem?
Max.
Penny exhaled deeply, slowly peeling her gaze away from the window to look at Wild.
There he was, lounging on the couch, a small griller on the coffee table, a bottle of beer in hand, wearing a floral polo and shorts as if he were barbecuing at the beach.
"Uncle Wild, why is that damn meat so smoky?" she asked in disbelief. "I can’t even see anything in my office!"
There were plenty of other places Wild could do this, yet he seemed to have made it his ritual to grill in her office once every month or two.
Wild clicked his tongue and glanced at her. "Then don’t eat."
"Do you think I’d let this slide if I wasn’t going to eat?" she snapped, irritated. If it weren’t for the fact that Wild’s food was delicious, she would never allow this to happen. Another deep sigh escaped her as she shrugged. "Fine, fine. Just finish up already. And next time, can you do this on the rooftop?"
"What’s the point of that if it means you’ll forget that your stomach is more important than your boundaries?"
Twisting a skewer with some leftover meat on it, Penny repeated, "So, you were teasing Max by telling him that Ginnie has a crush on my second brother?" freēwēbnovel.com
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