After finishing dinner, the two returned to the mansion. Zacharias closed his eyes the entire journey home. He was
seemingly resting or possibly even asleep. Upon arrival, Shirley hurriedly followed him and noticed his overcoat. She
quickly took it from him, but little did she know that a pair of eyes followed her every move. Seeing she was hanging up
the coat carefully for him, Zacharias smiled. He was in a good mood.
“Prepare a cup of coffee for me.” He instructed her before heading upstairs.
“Aren’t you afraid that drinking coffee will keep you awake at night? How about I make you a light tea?” she said and
realized that after he found out her identity, she actually became more relaxed. Zacharias turned to her and nodded. “All
right.
I’ll go with your suggestion.”
“Good. I’ll bring it to you in five minutes,” Shirley promised. In the study, Zacharias had more tasks and meetings to attend
to. Despite the late hour, his work knew no day or night boundaries.
Shortly after, she brought the tea upstairs. He was surrounded by stacks of folders, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit
sympathetic toward him as he still had so much work to do even though it was already so late.
“Do you need any help?” she asked.
“Do you know how to give a massage?” he inquired. Shirley was taken aback but remembered her training. “Yes. A bit.”
She nodded..
“Massage my shoulders.” He requested before putting down his pen and leaning back in the chair. Shirley walked behind
him and felt his sharp shoulder blades through the shirt. She began kneading and massaging him to help him relax.
Zacharias closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy the massage as he let out a content sigh. As she looked at this man from
top to bottom, she couldn’t help but secretly admire him. No wonder Corinne was so determined to stay by his side.
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