Kate was flabbergasted with an expression of being frozen over decades. She looked around uncertainly and indeed noticed that there was nothing special in the room. If it was a date, there should have been flowers, candles or anything fascinating. However, the room was looking nothing less than a haunted place.
Kate suddenly had a very bad feeling. She looked up at the man who was smoking lazily. His legs were wobbly crossed, a kingly aura surrounded the air around him. A few buttons of his retro suit were frankly opened, highlighting the taut muscles underneath. She suddenly had a feeling of being trapped by a Mafia Boss.
Kate cleared her throat, embarrassing,
" Then..why..did you call me CEO Victor?"
She dared not to address him by his name so casually. Victor peeked his head outside through the layer of smoke. He pointed at the screen beside them and told casually,
