"Fine, whatever."
Alice Turner had a smile on her face, but it was that polite kind of smile; her attitude, however, was distant.
How could Benjamin Shaw not feel her detachment toward him? He'd known since five years ago that she couldn't stand him. Back then, he couldn't stand her either. The two of them were mutually fed up.
But who could have known there would be a day like this, a day when he'd be eaten up with regret.
Ding!
Just then, the elevator stopped.
Alice Turner was the first to step out of the elevator, quickly putting distance between herself and that space that made her feel so awkward.
Looking at her back, Benjamin let out a muffled sigh. With his long legs, he took one stride and followed her out of the elevator.
"There's a café nearby. Let's go there and talk." As they walked out of the building, Alice Turner spoke up before Benjamin could.
