"Get out."
Ethan found Spencer insufferable. He grabbed the documents from the table and hurled them at him.
Spencer, well-practiced in dodging, sidestepped with ease.
"Get out? Excuse me, I'm the vice president of this company. I have every right to assess our potential partner's capabilities."
Before he could say another word, the conference room door swung open.
A striking figure stepped in. Spencer rubbed his eyes—he couldn't believe the woman from the file could look this good in person.
She wore a cream-colored tailored suit, her hair swept up in a neat bun, revealing the slender curve of her neck.
Not a trace of makeup on her face, and yet the moment you looked at her, you couldn't look away.
Spencer's breath caught. His heart was pounding.
As for Ethan—the moment she walke
