Trapped In Lace

She opened the door without checking the screen. She was confused to see all those men wearing suits in front of her door. "Who are you?" asked Celine from the edge of her half-open door.

The man that stood out, looked like he was in his early thirties. He walked closer to the door and cleared his throat. "Good day, Miss Duan. We are Mr. Jonathan Fu's lawyers. We would like to talk to you regarding this apartment."

Celine was not sure if she had heard him correctly. She fully opened the door and crossed her arms. "What do you mean?" she asked. The moment she heard Jonathan's name, she became vigilant. "Why would he tell you to come here?"

"Perhaps we can go inside to discuss?" said the lawyer. He was a polite man, and Celine couldn't refuse him so she let them in.

Rachel's foot was almost completely healed, so she went back to work. She felt bored and helpless to be at home all the time. She had been asking too many days of leave and she thought she might run out of sick leaves. The executive didn't say anything about the matter, but she still felt embarrassed.

Rachel's unusual behavior attracted people's attention in the hospital. During lunch break, Rachel was preparing to make some hot tea in the pantry.

When she approached the door, she heard people talking about her. The voices sounded familiar.

She remained outside to hear the rest of the conversation.

"Who do you think is behind Rachel? Our emergency department is short on staff. However, she asked for a few days of leave, and there was no response from the superiors. That's just absurd," said one of the voices.

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en as he did before. He just sat on a chair with an iPad in his hand and watched cartoons. Rachel thought it was alright to leave him in there until she finished her work.

Once all of her work was done, she returned to her office. She saw how well-behaved Mendes was and decided that he deserved a reward so she sliced up some fruits and gave them to the child.

Mendes gladly accepted the fruits and thanked her. Rachel was surprised. It was not really the first time she heard him say thanks, but it was surprising to see how polite he had become.

"You've become such a good boy, Mendes. You're so polite!" said Rachel. Her eyes were smiling along with her lips. She was so proud to see the boy that he had become.

Mendes had lost a lot of weight, all thanks to Lucas.

He was looking healthier by the day, and had even grown a little taller.

Mendes blushed when he heard Rachel's compliment. "Lucas told me that if I was ever impolite, no girls would like me," he whispered to Rachel.

Rachel didn't hear him properly, so she leaned in closer to Mendes. She curled her hand behind her ear and sat next to Mendes. "Come on, I didn't hear you the first time. Tell me."

Mendes' face turned red, but he obliged and whispered what he had said before. Rachel laughed and ruffled his hair. "You're still a little boy, and you're already thinking about girls?"

Mendes covered his face and giggled. "If I become as polite as Lucas, someone will surely like me!"

"You're right Mendes. If you are as polite as Lucas, I'll take a fancy on you too," she replied. Rachel tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled.