"Oh my Gosh!" Briel was surprised when someone stood right at the door of her room. Briel almost hit the person.
"Can't you stand in the right place?" said Briel as she glared at the person who was none other than Prisa.
"Hem... So, you're Mr. Bram's daughter?" said Prisa.
Briel frowned, why did Prisa know her father? thought Briel.
Prisa smiled briefly, she approached Briel and looked at Briel with a look that Briel didn't understand what she meant. Is Prisa mocking her? But, what's the problem? thought Briel.
"Hem... Nice to work with you, Miss Briel. I hope that in the future we can work professionally," said Prisa, making Briel's forehead frown instantly.
It was strange, she thought Prisa would say bad things to her, or maybe insult her again. However, she didn't expect Prisa to act like a real professional.
"Do you have time? How about we have lunch together? Incidentally, we are also late for lunch," said Prisa.
Briel sighed.
