After collecting the important files from each department, Beatrice opened the door to the office, fatigue creasing her face, then her gaze fell on Ben who placed his head on the table.

'Is he sleeping?' Her thoughts outstripped her while she traipsed her way to her desk.

Beatrice dropped the files on the table, then turned her face back to Ben, and she found herself moving closer to him.

Her eyes glistened at him when she was close to his seat. Ben was taking a quick nap, resting his head on ...