"Gloria! You..."
Before the woman could huff irritably, she suddenly stopped!
And the employees behind her were all dumbfounded!
What did they see?
Gloria sat sideways at her desk, and Jordy's hand was on her smooth back. Gloria's shirt had been unzipped from the back, and her back was fair, tender, and perfect.
Hearing the voice, Gloria immediately turned to the door, facing the crowd. Her shirt was loose on her, so she had to press on her chest to stop it from sliding down.
But... they still saw her shoulders, and they even saw her white bra straps.
The crowd had more complicated faces.
Gloria frowned and looked at them coldly. Why didn't they knock on the door? But she couldn't yell at them.