Scarlett POV
“Sure.”
The moment Ryan Parker answered, I turned and headed back toward the cafeteria to throw away the ruined lunch.
I had taken two steps before something caught my attention.
Ryan stood unusually still. His shoulders were a little stiff, as if he were deliberately keeping his gaze away from me.
I glanced back.
Was he avoiding eye contact? Why?
I’d only been at Borisen Group a few days, but from everything I’d seen, Mr. Parker seemed satisfied with my work.
No complaints. If anything, he’d been fairly easy to work with.
So what was that about? I almost stopped to figure it out.
Then my stomach growled. Loudly.
Right. That mattered more.
I’d barely eaten breakfast, and the morning had been brutal.
The amount of work I’d done had burned through whatever
