The call Bert answered was from a designer in charge of the shopping mall project Morrison had mentioned last time.
He spoke with the designer for quite a while, exchanging opinions in a calm, low voice.
When he finally hung up and turned back to his seat, he saw the young woman fast asleep at the table.
She looked so much like a quiet, sleeping kitten—soft, delicate, and utterly defenseless.
"Catherine?"
He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering as he called her name.
But there was no response. She was deeply asleep.
The faint shadows beneath her eyes betrayed how exhausted she must have been.
Bert had originally planned to return to the office to continue his discussion with the designer.
But now, with her sleeping here like this...
His gaze lingered on her for a moment.
In the end, he quietly took off his suit jacket and draped it gently over her shoulders.
