"He is right, we are at work. I had to calm down," Erika said, breathing out. She put the papers aside and stared at the window. She didn't believe that things might go this way with her husband; she thought she had a chance to work in this marriage, and she truly held on to this idea.
Rafael was her love from the first meeting, and when he caused their company huge damage, her heart was telling her to give him another chance.
"Yes, sir, from here, Mr. Rafael would be with you at any moment," Erika said. She welcomed the new investors in the field of mining in the Middle East.
A tall, well-built man was in the middle. He was a good-looking man in his thirties; he had large eyes like hers, a dark one, and a beard fraiming his jaw. She could tell from his conference look and his polite smile that he wasn't that easy to argue with.
"Your kindness, Madam," the eastern man said, with a voice that was so calm and could be kept deep in the heart.
