Leo Jennings had meant to grab her, to keep her from going in, but he was a step too slow. Seraphina Sterling was already inside by the time he reached out. With no other choice, he returned to the lobby. His task was a daunting one; Mr. Grant of Aethelgard was not an easy man to please or win over! This case was too important to Comfort Living Construction! There could be absolutely no room for error!
As Seraphina Sterling walked into the VIP room, her gaze landed on a pair of dark red, slim-fit trousers and a pure black shirt. A series of dazzling crystal buttons sparkled brilliantly on the garment. Seraphina couldn't help but scoff inwardly. 'Rich people are really something else! They must have more money than they know what to do with!'
"Miss Sterling, long time no see." Ronan Winters swiveled around in his chair. Seeing that her expression held not even a hint of shock, the smile at the corners of his mouth widened. "You guessed it was me all along, didn't you?"
