Kimberly sat opposite Melvin and sipped from her coffee as she read through the list of directors and shareholders, memorizing their names and faces from where she stopped the previous day while Melvin went through the documents on his desk.
"How about you teach me how to sign your signature?" she asked after a while as she set her coffee on the table.
What did she want to do with his signature? Did she want to steal his money? He mused as he cocked a brow.
"Why should I teach you my signature? I'm right here. I can do the signing while we go through the documents together if you want," he said, and Kimberly nodded.
"And what if we find ourselves in a public place where your signature is needed? What happens then?" She asked, and Melvin shook his head.
