Alone in his office, Augustine picked up his phone and sent Anne a message: 'Have you had lunch?'
After a while, her response arrived: 'Not yet. I've been browsing job portals and applying to various companies. I hope I'll get a reply from them soon.'
Reading her message, Augustine's expression turned thoughtful. After a moment of deliberation, he quickly typed back: 'Why don't you have lunch with me? I need to talk to you about something.'
He pressed send and waited anxiously, his fingers drumming against the desk. His mind raced with uncertainty.
"Will she agree?" he murmured, feeling a wave of restlessness settle over him.
Moments later, his phone chimed. He checked the screen instantly.
"Okay." Her brief response brought a smile of relief to his face.
'I'll send Gustave to pick you up. See you soon.' He typed back quickly.
