Rachel’s POV

As we walked back from our lunch break with Jasmine, I felt a bit better from the chaotic workload revolving around my office.

"I'm so glad you agreed to join me for lunch," Jasmine said, smiling at me. "I needed a break from staring at spreadsheets."

"Same here," I replied, laughing. "I'm not sure how much more of Workload I can keep up with."

“I can imagine. Ever since Mr. Smithson got engaged, his fiancée has been a pain in the neck, Jasmine growled.

I felt ...