12. "You're Not Being Professional."

"Welcome to Mr. Joshua's office, Miss Asleena."

Asleena was stunned to witness the view of her father's office that she had not known about. The size was so large, exceeding the size of the living room and the bedroom of the poor family's house combined. There were glass windows that stretched wide and wide so Asleena could view the city to her heart's content. There were two floors, but the second was only small and filled with wide bookshelves against the walls.

Asleena walked slowly while looking around. I was so amazed, Asleena's body almost swayed several times.

"Is it true that this was father's office?" Asleena asked Roger.

Roger nodded his head, he just stood watching Asleena's behavior that was almost unsteady earlier.

"That's right, Miss Asleena," Roger answered between his faint smiles—almost laughing at Asleena. "This is Mr. Joshua's office. Has Mr. Joshua never told Miss Asleena?"

Asleena stopped looking around the room and turned her eyes to Roger. "No, Roger. That's why