Chapter 148

For my friendly dinner, which doesn't sit so well with me, by the way, I chose a v-neck knee-length, long-sleeved red dress and a pair of two-inch black stilettos. My long black hair is cascading down my shoulder with every single strand in place. I give myself a once-over look at the dressing mirror. Just one thing is missing to top up everything!

I reach for my clear strawberry lip gloss and apply it to my full lips, making them more moist and a bit shiny—just a bit—because I don't like too much make-up. I turn to the mirror again, and this time, I am confidently satisfied with my look. I breathe out a sigh and grab the red purse from my bed. A cat is walking my way out of the house.

The chauffeur arrived about twenty minutes ago. I'm so ashamed that I had to make him wait that long. It might have slipped out of my mind that the one who sent my chauffeur is a strict businessperson. Being the CEO of his airport and the acting manager of an extinguished chain of hotels,