Chapter 42

Half an hour later, an empty lunchbox lay atop the table in the office. It was the one Summer always brought for James.

It was squeaky clean.

After taking a cup of coffee, he had to continue working.

Right when he was going to ask Charlie, who was outside, to send her home, the door was opened.

A man barged in with heavy steps. "Jamie." It was a flirty tone.

The young man in a floral shirt grew his hair that reached his shoulders. His actions were untrammeled.

Once his eyes fixated on James, he bulldozed in that direction. "Jamie! You're here! Are you free tonight?"

"No, Bradly."

"What could possibly make you busy? I bet it's unnecessary work again. Why don't you put it off for a moment and keep me company?"

Bradly tried to drag James away without a care of James' will. However, his weak strength didn't allow him to have it his way.

Releasing James, Bradly sighed. "Mr. Workaholic, all you know is to work round the clock. You'll die of over-exhaustion one day."

Only then did