In Be’s office at Quantum Capital, Harper Reed sat opposite Be.

She stared silently at Be, who seemed to be in a trance since entering her office a few minutes ago.

Harper had asked Be several times about her meeting with Sean. Still, Be only gave her a confused gaze and zero words, making Harper even more curious.

She still remembered seeing Sean looking annoyed when he left Be’s office earlier. From his look, Harper guessed that Be and Sean’s meeting didn’t go well for him. And now she knows it didn’t go well for Be, either. Be looked distressed and unable to say a word to her.

This was the first time Harper had seen Be look distressed and perplexed.

With a deep sigh, Harper walked to the minibar to make coffeettes for herself and Be.

Before long, Harper returned to the seating area. She saw Be still pensive in her seat, staring at the cloudy sky outside.

Harper shook her head and ced Be’s cup oftte on the table.

After she settled beside her, she said, "Be, I promise I won’t ask again about your meeting with Sean. But you need to return to yourself, huh?"

Harper’s voice was filled with genuine concern. But Be still ignored her.

"Alright, girl. You need to drink yourtte. It might help you feel better quickly," Harper continues. She no longer looks at Be but enjoys her coffee while looking at the scenery outside.

An amusing smile frames Harper’s lips. She finds it hard to believe the weather outside seems to mirror Be’s gloomy mood.

"Wow, even the universe feels gloomy just like you, Be Donovan," Harper said casually, not expecting Be to respond.

After a few more minutes, the silence still hung in the air.

Harper nced at Be a few times to check if she was feeling gloomy, and of course, yes.

However,

It didn’t take long; a faint smile appeared on Harper’s lips when she saw Be finally drink her coffeette.

This was a good chance for her to speak again, hoping that this time, Be would no longer give her the silent treatment, which she disliked the most.

"Girl, I know something happened between you and Sean earlier. But... can you stop giving me the silent treatment?" Harper said, smiling bitterly at Be, who still kept her mouth shut.

"Damn Be Donovan! If you keep your mouth shut, I’d better return to New York now!" Harper said while cing her empty ss on the table, trying to stand up from her seat.

However, before Harper could stand, Be nced at her, panicked.

Harperughed inwardly, happy her trick worked; Be finally paid attention to her.

"Okay, girl, tell me what happened," Harper said softly. "Please, don’t torture yourself. Share it with me, like you always do, okay?"

Be took a deep breath, hearing Harper’s words. Harper was right; she needed to talk to someone to lessen her confusion.

"You know what, Harper," Be’s voice sounded hoarse and low. "Sean wants to end our friendship. He said he didn’t want to be friends with me anymore. Why did he do that? Why doesn’t he want to be friends with me?"

Harper was surprised to hear that. But she could understand why Sean decided to do that; the poor man must be heartbroken to know the woman he loves returned to her husband.

Now Harper understands why Sean looked so chilly when they talked earlier; he must be hurt.

"What should I do now, Harper? Do I need to talk to him again?" Be asked again, causing Harper to look at her with sympathy.

Be had tried to be strong when talking to Sean before, but she felt like her heart shattered the moment he left the room. This wasn’t the first time she had broken Sean’s heart, and knowing he was hurting again made her feel like she hated herself.

Harper looked concerned at Be, especially when she saw her eyes slightly red.

"Oh, my dear friend Be... you don’t have to do anything. Just give him time to heal. He didn’t mean what he said. Sean is a reasonable, kindhearted man of honor fe. Believe me, Sean will return to his usual self over time.

So, don’t be too drown in sadness like this."

Be narrowed her eyes at Harper, her voice slightly raised, and she felt curious about Harper’s words, "Harper... Is it true that Sean didn’t really mean what he said? Are you sure?"

"A gentleman like Sean? Of course...one hundred percent sure!" Harper continued, trying to calm Be for her confidence.

After a few more minutes of silence, she could see from Be’s eyes and lips that she finally felt much better. It seemed like her friend could now put aside her unreasonable worry about Sean.

To keep Be from overthinking the meeting with Sean and make her smile, Harper chatted about lighter subjects, such as the recent celebrity’s silly gossip, until the clock screamed lunch.

Leo and Same knocking on Be’s office as Be and Harper are about to leave.

"You guys came at the nick of time." Harper stood from her seat, looking at the two men standing near the door. "Do you want to eat here or go outside?" she asked. Then, she looked at Be. "How about you, Be!?"

Before Be could answer, Sam said, "There’s no need to go outside. I’ll cook for us." He offered, surprising Be and Harper as they stared at him.

"You cook? You? Cook?" Be asked. She had never heard anything about Sam’s cooking skills.

"Yeah. Sam secretly is a talented chef, Boss—" Leo smiled. Leo had already tasted Sam’s incredible cooking in thest few months. He has concluded that he was in love with Sam’s cooking. It matched the cooking of professional chefs he had ever tasted, including his favorite French restaurant, Chez Henri.

"Yes, Boss, I can cook. But don’t listen to Leo; he’s praising me too much..." Sam smiled while rubbing his forehead. "Boss, let’s go. I’ll grill meat for us."

Be could see that Sam was very confident about his cooking. So, she nodded and followed them upstairs.