Markos pointed out towards the front door and a woman draped in a body con black shaded gown. "Suzanne Karman." Valeria felt like her breath was stuck in the throat at that moment. The cheering of the media associates didn't reach her ears, Valeria blankly stared at the smiling woman with trembling lips.
Just then she turned around to see Markos who stepped forward and extended his hand. "Suzy?" Valeria whispered while glancing at the seemingly happy duo. She couldn't believe or understand what was happening, though Valeria recognised the receptionist. Markos made Suzy stand on his left side when they both posed.
"What are you doing, Markos? What–What are you trying to do?" Valeria couldn't even speak without stuttering in fright. Reflexively she grabbed the collar of his suit while gritting her teeth. "If you had a fiance then why–?" She suddenly recalled something upon seeing Markos sneering at her.
