Mike stood up, nearly feeling his knees trembling by what he was seeing, he turned gazes at his brother.
He couldn't expect anything just as what he saw.
Actually, just as he was about to tell Vixen that the woman who he was looking for cannot be found because she had no personal record.
The records of her were like it was not existing.
But here the woman appeared to him like ghost from his dream.
"Prud—" he was about to speak when he felt Vixen's touch on his hand, when he turned to him.
He gently shook his head gesturing him not to say a thing.
He gulped his saliva.
The woman entered the room with folders in her hand and then she dropped the files on the table.
