Chapter 73 Life Jacket.
A day had gone and despite Gabriel’s audacious accusation, Leonica couldn’t stop her Mary-Sue like mind from still pondering about Angelina wellbeing. Seated in her office, she flipped through yet another file with an absent mind, heaving a sigh at the end. Kennedy who was seated in a chair in the far corner of her office, nearly swallowed by the heap of files, generated from half of the work Leonica had unintentionally neglected over the days, glanced her way, instantly noticing the zoned-out look on her face.
It was obvious that something was on her mind, and Kennedy, more than anyone, knew that the moment something plagued his employer’s mind, she was either slow at work, got the work done, but however with several errors which he had to later on correct, or doesn’t get any work done at all.
A painful flaw in her almost perfect personality that she definitely had to work on fixing.
After a moment of internal debate, whether to remain silent and bury his nose back into his work, or to speak and... well save himself less work, Kennedy sighed, wisely opting for the latter option.
"Is everything alright, Ms. Romero?"
The sound of his voice snapped Leonica out of her daydreaming and she instantly realized the tiny flaws she had made more than once on the work shit.
"Shit," She mumbled underneath her breath, discarding the files into the trash bin beside her desk. Kennedy winced at the action, knowing fully well that he would be requested to fetch a new set soon. "Yes. Yes, I’m fine." She responded with an undertone sigh. "I just... I’m just thinking of something."
"That much is obvious," Kennedy rose up from his seat, walking toward the coffee machine and putting a fresh brew to set. Resting against the counter, he eyed her. "Would you... like to talk it out?"
Leonica was quick to shut his offer down. She shook her head with yet another sigh. "No, that won’t be necessary."
"It seems like so," Kennedy muttered just as the coffee machine completed its brew.
"Pardon?"