Outside the door, Gwenda saw Olivier leaving the conference room. Surprised, she asked, "You why did you come out?"

"Why are you here? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Olivier was surprised and delighted. He couldn't hide his excitement. Under his intense gaze, Gwenda blushed. "I called you, but you didn't answer."

"Is that so?" Olivier checked his phone, realizing he'd muted it before the meeting. "Am I disturbing you?"

Gwenda glanced at the conference room. The attendees were staring at them curiously. She quickly averted her gaze, her blush deepening.

"It's fine," she murmured.

Olivier took her hand, a charming smile playing on his lips. "I'll take you to my office," he said gently.

"Okay."

Gwenda followed him to the president's office. As soon as they left, the conference room erupted.

"So Mr. Petit has a girlfriend! Oh my God, this is great news!"

"Why isn't it a man? I'm so disappointed!"

"He's straight!"

"That's not what you said before!"

"That's beside the point! Haven't you noticed how pretty she is?"

"She's gorgeous. Is she a model or a celebrity?"

"No way, I've never seen her on TV. Who is she?"

Their discussion continued until Otto entered. "Mr. Petit said the meeting will resume in half an hour. You can all take a break."

"Wow, only half an hour? That's short!"

"What are you thinking about?"

"That kind of thing hehehe" Everyone was thinking the same thing.

Meanwhile, in the president's office, Gwenda explored the space for the first time. The large office, decorated in shades of black and white, contained bookshelves, a desk, sofas, and conference tables. It seemed rather austere.

Gwenda was about to comment when Olivier closed the door, pressing her against it. His tall frame enveloped her, his handsome face close to hers. His presence was commanding.

"Did you come because you missed me?" he murmured, his warm breath on her ear. Gwenda's cheeks flushed crimson. "I'm here to discuss something important."

"Is anything more important than you missing me?" Olivier raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his lips.

Gwenda, pressed against his strong chest, felt the heat between them intensify. "I'm serious!"

"So am I!" Olivier gently caressed her cheek. "Do you know how happy I was to see you outside? I didn't expect you to come to me. I'm thrilled!"

His lips neared hers. Gwenda felt drained of strength. Her blush spread to her ears.

Olivier gazed at her, his fingers lingering on her skin, his eyes darkening.

"Olivier" Gwenda pushed him away. "This is your office. Don't do this!"

"Don't worry, we're alone." He grasped her wrist, his voice laced with temptation.

Gwenda bit her lip, taking a deep breath. "I really need to talk to you. Please listen."

Seeing her anxiety, Olivier paused, then pinched her cheeks. "Okay, I'll listen. What is it?"

"That kind of thing hehehe" They were both thinking the same thing.

The final sentences are repetitive and awkwardly phrased; I have removed the redundancy. The overall narrative is improved with better sentence structure, punctuation, and word choice.