Vivienne's POV
“So he's the CEO of this fashion academy? How did I not know? I always thought it was owned by a woman. No wonder he was looking at me so strangely yesterday. I must have looked like a fool. God, I'm so embarrassed,” I muttered to myself as I walked back to class to sign out for the day.
I couldn't stop thinking about how I missed such an important piece of information. As I headed towards the gate, I remembered the driver wasn't coming today, so there was no reason to wait.
“Hello,” a voice called from behind. I turned slowly to see who it was.
“How was your first class?” It was Paul again.
I began to think of a better way to address him. Calling him by his first name after finding out he was the CEO felt awkward. “Should I call him sir? Master? Boss? 'Boss' sounds to
