Her finger hovered above the screen, hesitating to open the chat window.
She inexplicably didn't want to go, but she had no choice.
She was the subordinate, he was the boss.
When the order was given, she had to obey.
She stood up, clutching the documents tightly in her hand, and walked slowly toward the elevator.
At the door, she took a deep breath and knocked twice.
"Come in."
A low male voice sounded from inside.
She pushed open the door, walked to the desk, and handed over the file with both hands.
"Mr. Sterling, here is the information you requested. Please have a look."
Tristan Sterling took the documents; his fingertips unintentionally brushed the back of her hand.
The cold touch made her heart tremble.
He lifted his eyes, his gaze shifting from the paper to her face.
"We're going to Valdene tomorrow. You'll come with me."
Vivian froze, thinking she'd misheard.
"...Huh?"
Ryan Quinn was the assistant who always accompanied Tristan Sterling.
