CH 234: A Dangerous Game

Eve regretted stuffing her face the next day. 

Not only did her stomach feel like it was about to burst but also she felt horrible altogether. The urge to vomit came strongly but all she could do was gag. Nothing would come out. 

Clutching her abdomen with both hands, she lied face down on her work desk. The day was almost over. She had survived. She would have skipped lunch but Ambryan had watched her closely. Apparently, forfeiting midday meal wasn't allowed when you also hadn't eaten breakfast.

The smell of ginger wafted in the air.

She turned her head sideways. Her cheek touched the cold desk. Faded smoke drifted from a cup of warm tea. The sight of it caused her to sit up straight. Ambryan stood before her table with an indifferent expression on his face.

"I don't want anyone thinking I have no sense of concern towards my employees," he defended. "And I think I'll be in a heap amount of trouble if I let you go home like this."