The woman in the red dress walked from a distance with a sweet smile on her lips. Both of her eyes were fixed on a man in a black suit with a white shirt inside who was standing in front of the door of the room.
"Abercio..." The woman boldly said the President's name directly. Though not many people in this city would dare to do so. They will call him President Arion.
Abercio knew the owner of that voice very well. But Wasn't she out of the country to follow her husband. "No, it can't be her. I must have just misheard it." Abercio said to himself. It was like hearing Sheryl's voice.
Sheryl is the only woman Abercio has ever been close to. They grew up together, played together, and studied in the same place. The two had been very much in love with each other, but in one way Sheryl married another man named Albert and lived in France.
