The two of them exchanged a few playful words before Cecilia finally hung up.

It was almost time to leave work.

Cecilia had been about to call Charlotte and the others to go shopping and grab dinner, but before she could, Nathaniel pushed back his chair and walked straight toward her.

“Ceci, work’s over. Let’s head home.”

His eyes were bright.

Over the past year, Nathaniel had practically rooted himself at Jamieson Group. He had no intention of leaving.

Cecilia’s expression tightened. “I want to go out for a bit. You can go back first.”