All eyes in the hallway turned toward the newcomer, a young woman dressed in classic professional attire; a fitted pencil skirt and matching jacket.
Her dark hair was pulled back into a tight bun, and everything about her, from her way of carrying herself to the details of her outfit, were making her look like a wealthy investor herself.
But nobody present there had seen her before today, or seemed to know anything about her.
And even though everyone was getting eager to know about her identity with every passing second, none of them had taken the initiative to break the silence and raised the question going through the minds of each and everyone present there at that moment.
It was Bella who broke her silence first. “Excuse me? But who are you, and did you just say—”
The woman s
