When Lucas arrived at his office, his nose was instantly assaulted by a sweet scent. He furrowed his brows at the woman languidly sitting on his couch “Who are you, and who let you into my office?” he asked, his face cold and his tone domineering.
“The woman instantly opened her eyes and gave Lucas a coquettish smile. She uncrossed her legs, rose from her seat, and introduced herself, “President Gray, you must have forgotten me. I am Vivian Patterson, Sabrina’s older sister. We met at the company’s meeting and also at a private dinner.”
She then held her hand out to initiate a handshake with the man in front of her. Even though they had met before, she was mentally prepared that Lucas might not remember her.
“What are you doing here?” Lucas asked with his usual dark, cold voice.
“I…” V
