Bella Acker slowly exhaled, raised her head, and turned to open the apartment door, saying, "Mr. Sinclair, could you please find some time to bring the documents with you and go with me to the Real Estate Bureau for the transfer, or you can have your assistant do it. I won't bother you any further."
After speaking, she nodded slightly and stepped out, her lips curving into a perfectly timed smile as she gently closed the door.
Damian Sinclair held his phone with such force that his fingertips had turned white.
On the other end of the line, Bea held onto her phone with difficulty, saying, "Brother, what the heck was that? You scared me so much I almost dropped my phone down the stairs."
"It's nothing," Damian Sinclair said, "I just got off the plane and have a meeting soon. What's up?"
"Well... I heard Bella returned to the country, did you... did you know?" Bea hesitantly asked.
