Chapter 157

Calliope's face was so red, it looked like you could fry an egg on it. Conrad stared at her with those deep eyes, like he was trying to see right through her. After a long pause, he casually dropped two words: "She's good." Then, without giving her a chance to react, he shoved the thermal lunchbox into her arms and walked off. Calliope blinked. "What...?" "She"? Who the heck was "she"? Her chest tightened with anger. She almost flung the lunchbox at his back right there. But she held it in, took a deep breath, and marched back to her office, practically stomping. She slammed the door shut-loud. Outside, the office was instantly buzzing. "What just happened? Why's Ms. Godfrey so worked up?" "Did you guys see? Her lips looked kinda... swollen." "Wait, was she kissed? That intense?" "She's not mad-she's blushing!" "Did you see the lunchbox in her hands? Bet her secret hubby brought it!" "No way. He came in this crazy rain just to bring her food? That's insane levels of spoiling!" Meanwhil