A week later, Susan officially joined Finley Corporation.
When she pushed open the office door, a tall, straight-backed man stood by the window.
He turned, revealing a sharply handsome face.
"Susan, long time no see."
He stepped forward and extended his hand. "I never thought we'd meet again like this."
Susan froze, high school memories flashing through her mind—a shy teenage boy pressing a love letter into her palm, his face flaming red as he confessed his feelings.
Back then, she had been worn thin by her mother's serious illness and her father's new relationship—too drained for love, even though she had liked him too.
Later, she studied abroad and started her modeling career. They had lost touch completely.
Compared to the awkward boy she remembered, Zane Jewell now wore a tailo
