"Mr. Fawkes," Gregory hesitated, "the security guard on duty said Miss Yates has been there for over two hours already. They tried to persuade her to leave, but she insisted on finishing her work."
Gregory himself was a little stunned. He'd always thought Mr. Fawkes was the ultimate workaholic, but Miss Yates was on another level. It made him feel like a slacker.
"Alright, I understand," Soren said with a sigh.
After a moment's thought, he called Poppy. She answered almost immediately.
Soren chose his words carefully. "I hear you're at the office."
Poppy let out a weary sigh. "I was hoping you wouldn't find out. Please, don't worry about me. I'll head home as soon as I'm done."
Soren felt a pang of something complicated.
Hearing his silence, Poppy chuckled softly. "Don't feel pressured. I'm just trying to do my job right. This has nothing to do with you. I'm not trying to make a point."
Soren knew she was telling the truth. Poppy had always been incredibly dedicated to her work. But that was exactly why he was worried. It was late, she was alone, and her health had never been robust. What if something happened?
"I should get back to it," she said brightly. "You get some rest. Take care of yourself."
Before Soren could reply, she hung up.
Poppy leaned back in the office chair, a faint smile playing on her lips as she looked at her phone. A few seconds later, a message from Liam popped up.
*Poppy, Soren's on his way to you.*
Her smile widened. She didn't reply immediately, and another message from Liam quickly followed.


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