A few days later:
Roger had made a full recovery and resumed his duties as Lucius's secretary.
During the lunch break, he joined Aiden and Demitri in the company cafeteria. The three of them sat together at a corner table with their meals in front of them.
"You look like someone just kicked your puppy," Roger remarked, scooping up a spoonful of rice.
"Trouble in paradise?" Aiden added with a teasing grin as he twirled his fork for the pasta.
Demitri let out a small sigh. "No, it's nothing like that. Nora's thinking about switching jobs."
Roger paused, his spoon halfway to his mouth. "Really? Did she get a better offer somewhere else?"
"Not yet. She might apply to a few places, but nothing's guaranteed," Demitri replied, his tone uncertain.
Aiden raised an eyebrow. "So you're down because she might not get the job?"
Demitri shook his head. "No... I'm upset because she's doing it because of me," he replied.
