Chapter 92

The afternoon tea got delivered straight into Marsha's hands, with a little note tucked inside—full of sweet nothings—and signed by Ethan himself. Marsha took a few pictures, posted them to her Moments feed. She just wanted Liliana to see it: someone gave her milk tea, but Ethan sent Marsha a full-on afternoon tea. After finishing her little photo session, Marsha turned to Zoe. "You can have it." That tea set looked pricey. Zoe gulped. "Isn't this from Mr. Brooks? For you?" "I'd rather not count how much sugar and fat I'd take in eating that. You want me to die running it off on a treadmill? Go ahead, it's all yours." Marsha just wanted to post and flex a little—it was never about actually tasting the snacks. Zoe gave a quick nod, clutching the tea box as she walked out. The second she stepped out with those beautiful Japanese tea treats, people gathered around, eyes full of envy. "Zoe, you've got it good working with Marsha. That tea looks next-level fancy." Zoe spotted Liliana nearby