Zane looked Felix up and down, taking in the crumpled shirt and worn -out shoes, which had been carefully polished but still were clearly scuffed.
He was trying his best to look serious and intimidating, but as he thought about this shabby man standing beside the Managing Director of Woodwick Enterprises, Arabella Bradshaw, a loud laughter escaped his lips.
“What the hell, did I hear you right? You’re her… what!?”
He sneered, slapping his knee as though it was the best joke he’d heard all night. Felix’s raised an eyebrow, and spoke up with an unamused look on his face.
“I prefer not to repeat myself. You heard me the first time, didn’t you?”
Zane gaped at him like he was interacting closely with a mad man for the first time.
“Oh, you’re saying this with a hundred percent seriousn
