When Love is a Question Mark-Chapter 80: Prying

Zinnia returned to her office, placing the bouquet and lunch on her desk. She paused for a moment to appreciate the vibrant flowers, their bright colors standing out against the dullness of the office. A warmth spread through her chest at the thought of Samuel reaching out like this. It felt special, a small reminder of his presence in her life.

Sitting down, she opened the lunchbox, and a delicious aroma filled the air, causing her stomach to growl. With a smile, she noticed how carefully everything was arranged. A small note lay on top: Hope this makes your day a little brighter. – S. Zinnia’s heart fluttered at the thoughtfulness behind it.

She took a bite of the food, savoring the flavor of the perfectly cooked salmon and the crisp vegetables. Each mouthful reminded her of Samuel, who was probably busy at his desk, yet he had taken the time to do this for her. It made her feel appreciated and cherished, words she had longed to hear for so long.

Meanwhile, in his office, Samuel sat at his desk, trying to focus on work. But his mind kept drifting to Zinnia. He wondered if she had received the flowers and if she liked the lunch. Imagining her smile brought a warmth that made the endless paperwork feel a little lighter.

Timmy slipped into the office quietly, his expression casual but excited. "It was delivered, sir. She got it," he said, his eyes brightening with the news.

Samuel looked up, relief washing over him. "Good," he replied, leaning back in his chair, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Thank you, Timmy."

Timmy grinned. "I think she liked it. She seemed... happy."

A small smile crept onto Samuel’s face. "That’s all I wanted," he said, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Moments later, Zinnia picked up her phone, her fingers dancing over the screen as she sent Samuel a message. Thank you so much for the flowers and the lunch! It really made my day!

Almost instantly, Samuel replied. Glad you liked it, my Goddess Zia. Just doing my part to make you smile. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Zinnia chuckled at his playful tone. Goddess? Really? Don’t get carried away, Mr. Heartthrob Sam.

Samuel couldn’t help but laugh at her teasing. But you are! How could I not treat you like royalty?

Zinnia smiled as she typed. I’ll take the royalty treatment. Maybe I should demand a castle next.

I’ll have to get you a castle, then. Just be ready for the cleaning staff, he joked back, grinning at his screen.

I’ll make sure they are well-trained. After all, a goddess deserves the best, she shot back, enjoying their banter.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and warmth. After a few more playful exchanges, they reluctantly said their goodbyes, returning to work but feeling lighter and happier.

In the lobby, Trish Watson, a well-known actress, strolled through, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Did you guys see the flowers and package someone received? It was so beautiful! I hope I get something like that too," she said, casually glancing around.

Those nearby exchanged looks, equally curious about the gift but unsure who had received it. They didn’t know Zinnia, and the strict rules in their media company made them wary of gossip. They had heard whispers about Zinnia’s but had no concrete details.

Trish, however, was secretly prying for information. She wanted to uncover who the woman was that received the package. "I wonder who sent it," she mused, her tone lighthearted but probing. "It must be nice to be adored like that."

Her colleagues shrugged, feigning ignorance. "I don’t know. It’s against the rules to spread gossip here, you know," one of them replied, clearly aware of the company’s strict policies.

Unbeknownst to them, Trish was skilled at extracting information through praise. She had done it before, and now she was using the same tactic to find out about Zinnia. "Such a beautiful bouquet, though," she continued, "I hope my fans appreciate me that much."

As her colleagues exchanged hesitant glances, they realized they were all in the same boat. They didn’t know Zinnia well, and if they did, they knew it was best to keep it to themselves.

But what they didn’t know was that Trish was the very person who had stirred up gossip about Zinnia before. She had spread rumors about favoritism among the newcomers, and this lighthearted questioning was just her way of gathering information again.

Zinnia, blissfully unaware of Trish’s intentions, enjoyed the flowers and lunch. She thought of Samuel and how sweet he had been. As she returned to her work, she felt a happiness she hadn’t experienced in a while.

Back in the lobby, Trish sighed dramatically. "I wish I could receive something like that. A beautiful bouquet, a nice lunch... Who wouldn’t want that?"

Her colleagues nodded, but their minds were elsewhere. They knew the rules about discussing personal lives, especially in a place filled with stars.

As Zinnia settled into her work, she felt a lingering joy from the thoughtful gesture Samuel had made. She couldn’t shake the smile from her face, imagining his excitement when he learned she had enjoyed the lunch.

Back in his office, Samuel replayed their messages in his mind, a smile permanently etched on his face. He felt a spark of hope that their connection would grow stronger in the days to come. In that moment, he vowed to keep doing little things to remind her of his presence, hoping she wouldn’t forget him amidst her busy life.

Zinnia continued her work, her focus sharpening. The day seemed brighter, and she found herself daydreaming about Samuel more than ever. The food still lingered in her thoughts, a delicious reminder of his thoughtfulness.

In the midst of it all, Trish was still subtly fishing for information. "It’s just so strange that someone would be allowed to receive a package here," she remarked casually, hoping to catch a name. "I mean, we’re not allowed to have things sent to us unless it’s through official channels, right?"

Her colleagues nodded but remained tight-lipped, aware that gossip could cause trouble in their line of work. They shared worried glances, wanting to protect their own positions and reputations.

And while Trish continued her prying, Zinnia was too busy enjoying her day to notice. Samuel’s thoughtful gesture had brightened her day, and she was grateful for the connection they were building.