Silent Care.

Meanwhile, as lunch break arrived, the office buzzed with the usual hum of casual chatter and clicking keyboards. Evelina sat at her desk, focused as she typed away. But every so often, a slight throb pulsed at her temple. She blinked and pressed a hand to her forehead briefly before shaking it off, chalking it up to fatigue.

'I'll finish this and then have lunch,' she thought, a faint smile tugging at her lips. ' Food is important.'

"Evelina?" a soft voice broke her concentration. She looked up to see Isabella standing awkwardly in front of her desk, clutching her notebook.

"Good morning, Isabella," Evelina greeted, her tone warm but professional.

"Good morning, Evelina. I just wanted to thank you for teaching me so much so far," Isabella said, her voice brimming with sincerity. "I haven't given Mr. Alessio any issues, thanks to you."

Evelina smiled. "That's great. You're welcome, Isabella."