Darmiel who was pretending to be still busy doing something in his laptop looked up at Ameelah, and smiled. The bright lighting of his private office shone off the glass screen, but his mind wasn't on corporate documents or real estate contracts anymore. His mind was out of the door, thinking about how he can be able to avoid Glecy.
“Yeah, we are going in a few minutes. Just need to wrap this up,” he replied, his finger pointing at his laptop. Then suddenly, Melba’s message in his messenger, pop out. The small digital window flashed at the bottom corner of his screen, making him clenched his jaw.
“Boss, please take the back door. Ms. Glecy, would not want to leave the premises.”
Darmiel’s jaw clenched more as he read the warning message from his Executive Assistant. His dark gray eyes n
