Suddenly, Zarina's stomach growled audibly. She glanced at her stomach, gently rubbing it with her small palm. Her eyes then shifted to Simon, and she let out an awkward laugh, 'Damn, I'm famished. Where is their boss?'
Draymond cautiously opened the door to his office, not to make any sound. His steps were as light as feathers. As the door swung open wide, the scent of Sakura air freshener greeted his senses, accompanied by the familiar vanilla fragrance of a woman.
There, he found Zarina, shivering from the cold, her hands rubbing her shoulders while her head was down to her knees as she sat on the plush couch. Dressed only in jeans and a t-shirt, she could easily be mistaken for a kid at first glance.