Her walking steps were majestic and graceful as her heels clicked against the marbled floor. Her aura was not the type that no one wouldn't dare notice, and her presence screamed authority.
The little boy who seemed to hold her left hand with his grip tightened around it beamed with smiles, the type that was reaching his eyes and doesn't seem like it will be leaving his face anytime soon.
He stared around, his gaze roaming the surrounding frantically. He seemed to be looking for someone or something, but soon enough, he was snapped out of his eye search at the sudden voice that came out of nowhere.
“Ma'am…" The soft but audible voice called out, and she stopped on her track, same as the little boy, before facing the source of the voice. “Good morning, ma'am.”
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