For someone who appeared to be in his twenties, he looked like a model student at university. With a smile lingering on his face, it was difficult to see him as anything else but a nice person.

Shooting Debbie an awkward Look, Rhonda turned to the man and replied courteously, “Tristan, this lady is here for Carlos.”

In spite of Rhonda’s efforts to introduce the lady, Tristan was too distracted by Debbie’s bewitching smile to pay attention. But soon enough, he was back to being professional.

“Hello, miss. Nice to meet you. Please, follow me,” he said, politely gesturing with his hand towards the CEO’s office. Offering a small smile, Debbie followed

Tristan while Rhonda stayed behind. The young Lady could tell that the older woman was relieved to pass her over to Tristan.

Upon reaching the door, the male secretary knocked on the door lightly.

“Come in,” came Carlos’ deep, cold voice.

box close to her. Of all the times when she could lose her nerve, it just had to be at

was a chance where Carlos would get so angry that he might grab the divorce papers and sign them at once. Then again, he could be

all over the place, was filled with so many questions as

meters, decorated from the furniture to its walls in shades

was a wine cabinet and on the

was an indoor golf court. Some famous paintings and calligraphy were hung on

CEO’s private Lounge.

girl at the door. A faint

pen, he stared at Debbie who was looking around curiously. The young lady’s attention

eyes on her, she paused from her subtle exploration of the room and withdrew her gaze

she took a few

Once she did, she remarked, “Um, Carlos.” Immediately, she remembered Rhonda’s and everyone else’s reactions earlier and corrected herself, “Oh, I’m sorry. I

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