But in Daniel Harris's eyes, there was only the presence of that figure, as if the entire world, in his eyes, only had her left.
Daniel Harris walked straight towards Mabel Quinn. "You're resigning?" When he stood in front of her, his deep black eyes were full of bloodshot veins. His demeanor looked morbidly exhausted, his face pale, and the oversized hospital gown gave him a fragile and broken appearance.
Mabel Quinn nodded, "Yes, I just submitted my resignation letter and have completed the related resignation procedures."
"Why are you resigning? Do you feel Morningstar isn't good enough, or are you looking for more development opportunities? If you want, I can give you that, whether you want to be a screenwriter or do anything else." He said, just begging her not to resign. Perhaps now, the only connection left between them was her job at Morningstar.
Apart from that, it seemed there was nothing left between him and her.
