Zoey p.o.v
I came back to the office, only the once vibrant atmosphere has turn stiff with tension. Everyone was moving around like some programmed robot.
Like they were threading on tin ice.
That could only mean one thing, Marco is here.
I thought they must have been used to his presence over the years, but some things never change. Marco rarely dropped by, and today is one of those days.
I am thrilled anything he comes in, I feel relaxed with here.
Abel, press the elevator close.
“Ma'am, you seem happy.” He must have noticed how fast my mood has brightened. “Does that mean you're satisfied with today's meeting?” Abel asked.
“Even better.” I grinned.
“Huh?”
Abel opened the door for me and I entered, my husband is sitting on my seat behind the desk. He has this expressionless fa
