Ingrid had set an alarm for 7:00 am, but she’d had difficulty waking up. At last, she’d realized that she was going to be late, so she and Abigail had to run over.

“Which floor?” Miranda asked, giving her a glance.

In contrast to Miranda’s calmness, Ingrid appeared disheveled after sprinting over. She gritted her teeth. “The second floor.

The two of them got out of the elevator at the same time when Ingrid seemed to notice.

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