I was taken aback by Luke's smile, a shiver running through my body.
At that moment, I realized something was off about him as if he weren't entirely himself.
I quickly shut my notebook and stood up, ready to leave.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Norman, but I've just remembered some other matters I need to handle. Let's call it a day for this interview!"
With that, I hurried toward the door of the study. Luke made no move to stop me.
Soon, I understood why he didn't try to hold me back.
The study door was locked, and no matter how much I twisted the handle, it wouldn't budge.
I turned back, leaning against the door, casting a wary glance at Luke, who remained casually seated on the sofa, sipping his coffee.
"Mr. Norman, please unlock the study door. I really need to leave! You're a well-known wr
