A woman who seemed vaguely familiar to Millie entered. Millie furrowed her eyebrows. She was sure she’d seen her before.
“Amelia, meet Cherri,” Ethan introduced, and the woman joined him.
So she’s Ethan’s guest who arrived that evening, Millie quickly realized.
Cherri wore even higher stilettos than Millie, with a squared neckline and a black bodycon dress hugging her curves perfectly. “Nice to see you again, Amelia,” she smiled.
Again? Millie noted. So they had met before.
“You met her in my office six months ago,” Ethan clarified, noticing Millie’s confused face.
Millie’s face lit up as memories flooded back to her. Cherri was the same woman she had met when she came down to meet Ethan for the first time. “Hi,” was all she managed to say.
“Cherri is here to teach you how to act li
