A minute passed, then two… then half an hour passed. Finally, when he was on the verge of impatience, the click-clack of high heels on the floor resounded, making his expression even colder.
“Why, has working in this industry made you put on airs, making you so hard to invite?” He did not turn his head, just rolling his wrist. His normally expressionless lips were pressed tightly together in displeasure.
“Yes, I’ve been doing this for such a long time, so naturally it’s difficult to ask for me. Everyone here knows this, or have you forgotten, Mr. Daniel?” An unfamiliar female voice said, which made him raise his head suddenly. He blanked. Why was it her and not Lucia?
“Are you feeling disappointed, Mr. Daniel? One of my people has already said that there’s no such person as Lucia, but y
