Chapter 75

Joyce's POV

"My phone number?" I questioned, baffled by his boldness.

"Yes, Joyce. Just to keep in touch," Francis replied.

I looked behind him and saw a bunch of ladies watching us. He must have noticed my gaze because he turned and saw them, too.

"Just ignore them," He muttered. "They're always like that."

Always jealous when a female colleague speaks to a male colleague?

That didn't make sense, but as he said, ignoring them was the best way to ensure my peace of mind, which I did.

I shifted my gaze back to Francis, intending to politely decline his request, but as luck would have it, Michelle came along and pulled me away.

"Excuse us, Francis. I need to speak with my friend" she said, dragging me by the arm and leaning in to whisper into my ear. "Don't look back. "

We walked far away from them and ended up standing where the food was placed.

"What was that for?" I inquired.

She sighed deeply and replied. "You should stay away from those guys. They're not the type of colleagues you g