It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight was dazzling. The curtain was rolled up, and the sunlight poured into the room. Standing quietly and looking at Daisy, who was busy packing up for her, Irish suddenly found that it was the first time she had stared at her so carefully. For a long time, Irish thought Daisy was a capable assistant, and everyone in the company respected her. She was truly a great woman.
But she looked a little bit different today. She rolled up her neat business attire and helped her to pick up the things she needed to take away. Irish trusted her ability to organize items since it was a basic requirement for her as an assistant. She was very diligent and had a quiff in her hair, Irish thought she looked more feminine than usual.
