?<strong>Chapter 1077:</strong>


    Docie stepped forward with a polite demeanor. “Miss Johns, it’s an honor to meet you,” she said respectfully.


    Madisyn raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Docie, would you like something to drink?”


    “A cup of coffee, please,” Docie replied with a grateful smile.


    Madisyn turned to the secretary. “Could you bring a cup of coffee, please?”


    “Right away, Miss Johns,” the secretary replied.


    Momentster, the secretary returned with the coffee, ced it on the table, and quietly left the room. As Docie sipped her coffee, Susan began sharing the story of how they met. Her face softened with a warm smile as she spoke.


    “Docie joined Riggs Group almost a year ago, when she was fresh out of college. She’s incredibly talented, and I liked her from the moment I met her,” Susan said fondly. “I’d thought about mentoring someone before but never found the right fit. Then Docie came along, and I knew I couldn’t let the chance slip by. Honestly, I feel like having her around is bringing good luck to both me and my baby.”


    Madisyn listened intently, noticing the genuine affection in Susan’s voice. She couldn’t help but smile, feeling happy for her friend. She sincerely congratted Susan on finding such a wonderful student.


    The conversation flowed easily, and time passed quickly. When lunchtime rolled around, Madisyn stood up and said, “Since I just got back and this is my first time meeting Docie, lunch is on me. What do you feel like eating?”


    Susan chuckled. “Madisyn, since this is Docie’s first time meeting you, why don’t we let her choose? Docie, do you have a favorite ce in mind?”


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    Both women turned to Docie, who blinked her wide eyes, visibly excited. “Really? I get to choose? There’s this amazing barbecue spot I love, but it’s a bit far from here. Would that be okay, Miss Johns?”


    “Barbecue?” Madisyn repeated, ncing at Susan.


    Her expression turned thoughtful. Barbecue had bold vors, and the ingredients were often raw or heavily spiced—perhaps not ideal for someone pregnant.


    Susan nced at Madisyn, catching the subtle concern in her eyes. She hadn’t expected Docie to suggest a barbecue ce, but since Docie was excited about it, and Madisyn had enjoyed it before, Susan didn’t want to spoil the mood.


    “Sounds great. It’s been ages since Ist had a barbecue,” Susan said with a smile. “Madisyn, let’s go with Docie’s choice.”


    Madisyn nodded. “Alright, I’ll reserve a private room now.” After a drive of over half an hour, they finally arrived at the barbecue restaurant.


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