Chapter 18

Dean nodded and turned to leave the office. As he was about to leave, his hand paused on the doorknob, and he turned back to look at Shane. "Mr. Ford, you seem to be in a good mood today?"

Shane raised an eyebrow, surprised to be noticed. "Is it that obvious?"

Dean nodded earnestly. "Very obvious. It seems like you and Mrs. Ford get along well."

Images of Haley blushing beneath him, with her charming and alluring demeanor, flashed through Shane's mind, and he smirked slightly. "It’s alright."

Realizing that he was being gossiped about by his subordinate, he quickly wiped the smirk off his face and said sternly, "Aren't you supposed to be working? Do you have nothing better to do?"

"No, I'll go right away." Dean chuckled awkwardly, opened the door, and hurried out.

Meanwhile, back in his office, the project director was still dazed, unable to snap out of his shock. It wasn't until a colleague called out to him that he finally looked up. "What's wrong?" asked a young woman.