
"Sir Daren," called Sheryl who suddenly woke up.
Daren is working on some files sent by Ezra.
Ever since they met, Ezra had always sent her work by e-mail.
Because indeed some work requires his hands down directly.
Hearing Sheryl's voice calling out to him, Daren closed the Laptop he was using and went inside the room.
"Why, hm?" ask Daren while closing the curtains.
"I'm thirsty" he said. If it's in their house, d...