I am sitting here, he clearly cannot see anything, but how does he know?
I feel doubtful, out of curiosity, I walk towards his seat, and look towards my own seat.
There is no way to see it.
Does he have x-ray eyes?
I look for quite a while, but cannot figure it out, I get up about to go to the bathroom to change my pad,
and accidentally touch Frances' computer mouse.
I notice in surprise, his screen is divided into two half.
One half is his work, the other half shows my seat!
Frances is spying on me!
No wonder he found out about me taking the medicine, so he sees everything I do?
So when he looks so focused on work, maybe he is actually watching me?!
And when I was drawing the picture, does he know about that too?
Heavily burdened, I go to the bathroom to change my pad, and when I come out, Frances is already
back from his meeting.
I don't talk about finding out about him spying on me.
If I tell him now, maybe Frances will find a new way to monitor me. This way at least I can be more
careful, knowing what he is up to.
And the fact that I drew those designs, if he doesn't ask me about it, I will keep doing that.
"Are you hungry? Let's go eat?"
Frances puts his documents on the table, and says to me.
Seeing him, he doesn't look like as if he knows about me uncovering his secret.
"Yeah." I say honestly.
It's past twelve, how can I not be hungry?
Frances takes me out of the office, to a really good western restaurant.
Since the incident I had last time at their canteen, he has never taken me there again.
The waiter takes us to a separate room in the second floor, and we run into Whitney and Lawrence.
As soon as Whitney spots Frances, she cannot look away anymore.
It seems that she has really deep feelings for Frances. Even though they are divorced now, she still
cannot let go.
Frances pretends as if he doesn't see them, and keeps walking forwards, when Lawrence calls out for
him.
"Frances, are you really this heartless?"
When he talks, he looks at Whitney pitiful.
I think, Lawrence's love for Whitney is not less that her's for Frances.
He is suffering himself, but cannot help to care about what Whitney is feeling.
Frances does not stop, only smiles towards Lawrence, "Lawrence, I know you like Whitney. Since you
are not siblings, and we are divorced, you can do what you want, you don't need to bother about my
feelings anymore."
Frances and Lawrence once were really good buddies.
But because of Whitney, their friendship has changed.
But, Frances knows that Earl is their child, and is still willing to raise him, he has done his best for
them.
"You don't need to worry about us, I mean what happened at the police station, do you really have to
be so merciless? The new president has integrity, and it took me quite some relations before I could get
Whitney out."
"Last time?" Frances snorts, "If it wasn't for my help, do you know what could have happened to Jane?
Murder with intent, I think you know how serious this label is. You can like Whitney, but pampering her
might be actually harming her."
When Frances finishes talking, he takes me inside.
Whitney, who is quiet all this time, opens her mouth now.
"Frances, tell me, do you know about the child?"
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