At the figure of a man on the chair, Jane's pupils dilated in surprise; what sin did she commit that bad luck always haunted her for the last few days? This man smiled at her while allowing her to sit opposite her through the gesture of his hand.
"You may sit, Ms." Gulping down her doubt, Jane took a seat in silence. Among Jobs and companies in the city, why was it, his company she had to work for. The regret and distress marked her face which Andrew could spot clearly through her body language of shaking hands and the nervousness in her eyes. "Do I look so horrible, Ms. Brown that you're staring at me in horror."
As he could read her fear and awkwardness, Andrew blatantly quipped her to the point that Jane distracted her gaze to the handbag on her lap while swallowing her saliva of an
