I Will Give Marissa Her Happiness

"Oops..." Bianca covered her mouth, though she appeared playful, she was genuinely worried about the consequences of her actions. "Shouldn't you go after her?" She asked, looking at Blake, who had just let out a deep sigh.

Blake turned and went to his desk, continuing to tidy up his things as if nothing had happened.

Both Bianca and Archer watched Blake's reaction, speechless.

"Are you okay, sir?" Archer slowly approached the table.

"I'm tired. I'm going home now," Blake announced, standing up and gathering his belongings before leaving the room.

"I messed up, didn't I?" Bianca looked at Archer, who responded with a sharp glare.

"What the hell is with the 'Baby'?" Archer's voice was slightly raised as he felt annoyed.

"I was just playing around!" Bianca widened her eyes, defending herself.

"Consider the place and the situation first... I clearly told you that you couldn't enter!" Archer replied, clearly upset.