The divorce papers II

Heaving a sigh filled with frustration, Mia trod back to the window and saw that the man was still standing outside the entrance.

She couldn't possibly let him continue standing there like that—knowing fully well that he was here to see her. What would she do now?

She heaved another sigh and quickly put on a pair of flip-flop slippers. Thereafter, she headed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

She ignored the piercing gazes of the girls around her and limped all the way to the front gate to meet her visitor.

As soon as Lucas saw the lady step out through the gate, he breathed out a sigh of relief. He'd been standing here for a while now... all of those underaged girls, throwing flirtatious glances at him--yuck.

Hmm. Not for once did it occur to the ever intelligent personal assistant of the CEO of Beats Corporations that he could have asked any of those 'underage' girls to get Mia for him. Tsk tsk. So much for having a high IQ.

Thank goodness the lady was here now. Lu