Werewolf

&quot;Aunt? What are you doing here?&quot; Ruby asked in surprise, looking at Lillian standing outside the door. &quot;Come in, come in!&quot;

 Lillian smiled, taking in the room with a glance before stepping inside.

 &quot;Please, Aunt, have a seat. Let me get you some tea.&quot; Ruby helped her to the sofa.

 Ruby placed the teacup gently in Lillian’s hands and sat down beside her. &quot;Aunt, is there something you need?&quot;

 Lillian stroked the teacup and, noticing Ruby's swollen red eyes, asked, &quot;What’s going on? Have you been crying?&quot;

 Ruby smiled weakly. &quot;No, Aunt, I'm fine.&quot;

 Lillian reached out to gently touch her head. &quot;Did Eric bully you? If that's the case, you tell me. I won’t let him get away with it.&quot;

 Ruby laughed awkwardly. &quot;No, Aunt, it's not Eric's fault.&quot;

 &quot;Then what’s wrong?&quot; Lillian asked, puzzled. &quot;Wha

Eric finally shifted his gaze to her, his tone indifferent. &quot;Is that so? Well, good. Did you come here just to tell me that? Now that you’ve said what you needed to, you can leave.&quot;

 Ruby struggled to keep her composure, offering a polite smile. &quot;Of course, I came to apologize as well. I won’t do anything like that again. About the newspaper...&quot;

 &quot;Stella hasn’t seen it. She doesn’t know. So, keep your mouth shut and stop spreading rumors,&quot; Eric said, lifting his chin in a warning.

 Ruby swallowed nervously and nodded. &quot;Mm.&quot;

 Eric raised an eyebrow, still not looking at her as he turned his attention back to his papers. &quot;You’re done talking, aren’t you? So why are you still standing there?&quot;

 Feeling the discomfort, Ruby closed her eyes briefly before speaking again. &quot;Actually, I wanted to ask you for something.&quot;

 &quot;Go a

Stella knocked softly on the door to the boss’s office, and before long, Anthony’s gentle voice came from inside: “Come in.”

 Taking a deep breath, she turned the door handle and stepped inside, coming to a halt in front of his desk.

 “Anthony, President.”

 Anthony looked up at her, a frown pulling at his lips. “Why are you still calling me that?” he asked, clearly displeased.

 Stella blinked in surprise. “I... well, we’re colleagues, aren’t we? I’m supposed to address you like that, right?”

 “You can make an exception. Call me Anthony, whenever you want,” Anthony replied, rubbing his temples. “I’d like us to be comfortable with each other. No need to be so formal, not when we’re together.”

 Stella’s gaze softened as she noticed the weariness in his eyes. She spoke quietly, “I understand, Anthony.”

 Truth be told, she felt a pang of sympathy for him.

 He had built this company fr

&quot;Aunt? What are you doing here?&quot; Ruby asked in surprise, looking at Lillian standing outside the door. &quot;Come in, come in!&quot;

 Lillian smiled, taking in the room with a glance before stepping inside.

 &quot;Please, Aunt, have a seat. Let me get you some tea.&quot; Ruby helped her to the sofa.

 Ruby placed the teacup gently in Lillian’s hands and sat down beside her. &quot;Aunt, is there something you need?&quot;

 Lillian stroked the teacup and, noticing Ruby's swollen red eyes, asked, &quot;What’s going on? Have you been crying?&quot;

 Ruby smiled weakly. &quot;No, Aunt, I'm fine.&quot;

 Lillian reached out to gently touch her head. &quot;Did Eric bully you? If that's the case, you tell me. I won’t let him get away with it.&quot;

 Ruby laughed awkwardly. &quot;No, Aunt, it's not Eric's fault.&quot;

 &quot;Then what’s wrong?&quot; Lillian asked, puzzled. &quot;Whatever it is, just tell me.&quot;

 Ruby sniffled, biting her lip as she hesitated.

 &quot;Aunt... I

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