Zein's POV.
I sat quietly in my office, brooding over nothing in particular. I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as my door chimed open.
Miran walked in, reading some stats on her folder. I listened closely until she mentioned the banquet we were about to host.
"Read out the names for me, I want to make sure we got the right workers in our banquet, not just anyone," I ordered.
She gulped, nodded and proceeded to read out their names in full. She read them out slowly that I almost dozed off until I heard a name so familiar that it made my heart throb.
"Joann…"
Joann? I asked in my head, tilting my neck in the left direction. My brows were furrowed and my lips twisted in curiosity.
"Excuse me," I cut in sharply. "What's she doing there?" I asked, my tone cutting and d
