"Hey, are you alright? Sorry, I got slipped. Why this office have so slippery floor?" Swarada complaint with a pout before getting up. She stand up and she gave him hand to get up, he raised his hand to catch up but before he could caught she took away her hand.
"I think you are feeling better, so you don't need mine help." She smiled and said looking away from him.
"You...." Samir saw retreating figure,
"How could you be so ungrateful, I help you without thinking about myself yet you don't even say thank you?"
Swarada looked at him for a second, and pick up file from floor,
"Do I ask you for help?" She again looked at him and raised her eye brows.
"Woah, you are extremely uncultured one." Samir said to Swarada angrily. Swarada didn't mind his words she only smiled at him giving strange but familiar vibes.
"Well, Young master Chettri what wind blew you here?" Swarada asked her casually.
Samir adjust his clothes and he surpress his negative emotion before reply her,
