Chapter 32: Girlfriend?

< Shirley > After breakfast, I was chatting with Sienna while Xavier and Riley were arguing about something as always. When Dylan came down, I asked, "Where are you going?" "To the HQ," he replied. He was trying to fix his cufflinks but he wasn't getting it right. "When are you going home? I will dr—" he paused as his eyes fell on me, to be precise on my neck. "I told you to change your bandage after breakfast. Do I need to send an application for you to do it?" he rebuked, and I lowered my head sheepishly. "Sienna, help her." "Oh, I just remembered I have some work." With that, Sienna got up and left the drawing-room. Dylan shook his head, massaging his forehead. "Come, I will do it for you," he offered and took me to his study room. He made me sit on the couch and went to bring the first aid kit. Meanwhile, I looked around the huge study. There were so many files; it made me dizzy. "Do you read all this?" I asked. "Who else would read them for me?" he replied sharply and sat do