Mirabella flicked her leg a bit, easily picking up on the disdain in Sophia's message. Clearly, they weren't exactly best buddies. Mirabella shrugged, realizing there was no need to be polite if they weren't tight. She tucked her phone away, not bothering to respond.
Meanwhile, Sophia was trying to figure out what the boss's message was all about, feeling a bit uneasy. That idiot Conrad using the boss's meds was bad enough, but if he had the nerve to claim they were his, it would be a real mess if he ticked off her boss. With these thoughts swirling, Sophia quickly shed her white lab coat, grabbed her purse, and told her colleague at the register, "Sorry, something urgent came up. Gotta dash."
Not waiting for a reply, she hurried out of the pharmacy.
***
Before long, James pulled up at the medical association. At the entrance, a security guard was on duty, barring anyone without proper credentials. Mirabella, having left the ID card David gave her at home, decided to give him a call.
Just as she hung up, she looked up to see Grant and Paul coming out. Her cheeks twitched, and she instinctively turned towards James. Talk about an unexpected run-in.
James noticed the fleeting awkwardness in Mirabella's expression and asked, "Everything okay?"
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