8-Serious Consequences

9:00 A.M., Maya was already sitting at her desk, checking the latest case in the firm's database Content on her computer. The coffee at hand was made by the coffee machine in the law firm kitchen. Looking at the text on the screen, she casually took a sip before frowning deeply. In her mouth was burnt bitterness, and a smell of rotten steak rushes up her nose. She couldn't help but frown and stick out her tongue.

"I wasn’t fooling you when I told you the coffee in the law firm is just trash.”A familiar voice came from ahead. She looked up, and sure enough, it was Damian.

Maya shrugged and smiled: "I just wanted to give it a chance."

"It's better not to have any expectations." Damian nodded slightly, "How’s your first day going?"

He still didn't have any expression, his tone was flat, and his movements were swift, as if he just came for a few words out of politeness.

But Maya was able to tell that he was in a good mood.

It seems that those four years of extra life didn’t leave her