[MILLER'S ESTATE]
The luxurious green lawn stretched to the mansion. Heavily built guards patrolled the lawn with their guns drawn. A lady was walking in, a purse held in her hand. Black shades complemented her classy look. The workers were bowing in respect. She positioned her head straight as she walked into the sitting room.
Mr. Miller was already in the sitting room as if he were waiting for her.
She took off her shades, an arrogant smile on her lips.
"Georgia," Mr. Miller said, stretching out his hand.
Georgia took his hand.
"So, why did you come?" Mr. Miller asked, sitting down.
"I have something important to discuss with you," Georgia said, sitting on the couch, placing her left leg on top of the other.
Mr. Miller poured them a drink. "We can discuss it over a drink, or is i
