"W-what?!" Austin stood up in panic. "Should I hide?"
Unfortunately for them, the apartment wasn't the one with high security, so anyone could come inside and wait at the door if they wanted--meaning, it was too late for Austin to get out from the emergency stairs. He would be present in the deciding board meeting, so Sarah couldn't affor anyone from HS to find out they knew each other.
"Maybe he just wants to give a message from the chairman?" Hajin shrugged. It wasn't the first time the chief secretary acted as a middleman.
"He could easily do that through a phone," Sarah shook her head. "Going all the way here when it's far from the mansion and the company means he'll probably stay for a while."
"He needs to hide then," Hajin glanced at Austin, who was still holding onto his empty plate and staring longingly at the paella.
Sarah looked around and pointed at the door beside the kitchen. "Stay in the laundry room, Austin."
The financier gasped. "What? Not even a bedroom?"
