"Haha." Silas discreetly covered his lips with the back of his fist, chuckling through his closed lips. "That's funny. Isn't the madam a little mischievous?"
Silas glanced to his side, walking side by side with Dominic. The latter bore this stoic countenance, keeping his eyes ahead where Dane was leading the group, but his mind was drifting elsewhere. Dominic's eyes slid to the corner, only to see the playful grin plastered on Silas.
"She's playing," he said quietly, setting his eyes ahead once again. "My wife was a little bored. It's good she found something else to do which makes her happy and at the same time, helps others."
"What a big heart she has, huh?"
"The young madam is surely a generous person." This time, Moose, who was walking on the other side, chimed in. "From my brief interaction with her, I can tell she is someone who couldn't turn a blind eye to injustice."
"Director M, are you saying there's injustice in the company?"
