Amy gulped hard, looking dreadfully who walked into the room, oblivious of Amy’s presence inside the room, while Amy only perched her head down, hiding her face behind her hand.
“How the f**k is he here? I thought he wasn’t going to come this year!” Amy complained, whispering to her colleagues, who were just as stunned as her.
“Well, we made sure that he wasn’t coming and he had another event to attend to in Portugal! I particularly made sure of that.” Antonio informed.
“Okay Amy! He is here with another woman, relax... it won’t even matter. I don’t think he will even recognize you.” Lance, tried to console Amy but she was beyond stressed and anxious to listen to anyone’s comforting words.
“Him recognizing me is not the problem.” Amy complained back, her fear and stress shooting a new
