Noreen felt bad for dragging her team out for an all-nighter and decided to order some food and drinks as a small thank you. She had just pulled out her phone when a delivery person arrived at the door of Hall A.
He called out to the people inside, “I have a delivery for a Ms. Bianca Lowell?”
“That’s me,” Bianca said, rising from her chair and walking toward the door.
“Coffee and pastries from a Mr. Harcourt,” the delivery person said. “Please sign here.”
“Of course.” After signing, Bianca immediately called Seth, her voice sweet with delight. “Seth, I got the coffee and pastries you sent! I thought you would have been asleep by now.”
“I’m not tired. How could I be tired just sitting here and pointing?”
“It’s been so busy these past few days, I haven’t had a chance to spend any time with you. Once PerseTech’s IPO is a success, we’ll go on a proper vacation.”
Bianca continued her call, completely oblivious to anyone else around her.
Noreen checked the delivery apps on her phone and saw that the earliest anything could arrive was in an hour. She was about to offer to drive and pick something up herself when Sophia and the rest of the team arrived, their hands full of bags.
“Noreen!” Sophia called out with a grin. “I brought coffee, drinks, and pastries for everyone. A little something to keep us going.”
Noreen breathed a sigh of relief. Her assistant was becoming more and more indispensable. For a moment, she could finally relax.
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