Chapter 54

Tiffany was taken aback by Alex's question. She asked him in a small voice, "Didn't you tell me to bring something to take notes?" She held up her black leather notebook and looked at him innocently. He couldn't help laughing at this. "I meant your laptop; I can't believe you brought nothing but a notebook along. There's going to be a lot of points you'll need to take down later. Aren't you worried you'll get a carpal tunnel or something?" This was Tiffany's first time attending such a meeting, so she had no experience with these things. Naturally, she hadn't given the matter much thought. Besides, she only had one laptop—it was one Eric had used during his university days. She usually kept it in her dorm. Even if she'd brought it along, it probably would've died on her halfway through the meeting. Wouldn't things be even worse then? After some thought, she said, "It's fine. I'm a fast writer." Vincent, who was sitting in front of them, turned his head slightly to look at them