Chapter 10. Are You Gay?

“Mrs Johnson couldn’t be here; she asked me to do the interview in her place.”

Ben felt her warm hands touch his when she shook him. So, she wasn’t Mrs Johnson; he had been overthinking everything just now. He looked at her face while shaking her hands, an unnoticeable smile of relief escaping his lips. He thought she still looked beautiful with her hair poured down.

“Please sit.” He took his own seat, his eyes never leaving her face the whole time. She swallowed before sitting on one of the two chairs opposite him.

She took out one of the papers containing Mrs Johnson’s questions for the interview and took out her pen. She was trying to control her breathing before doing any questioning. She had hoped not to ever see this man in front of her, but here she was about interview him. Who knew he was such an important person? She had slept with the much famous Mr Lar