CHAPTER 65
DIMITRI
Tom’s lips twitched into an amused smirk. Tom and I were good at reading both people and situations. This deal was a big setup —a trap. I have a feeling they didn't really want to sell the company. Why the hell were they here, wasting our time?
The apathetic lady sitting in the chair opposite me was as quiet as a lamb from the time she sat on the chair. Her mouth's silence was the exact opposite of her gaze—it speaks volumes.
In fairness, she looked terrific, a mix of Asian and Scandinavian descent, maybe? I'm not sure, but she didn't look plain Taiwanese. The combination was striking, her beauty exceptional. Tall, blond semi-curly hair, big eyes, pouting lips, curvaceous body, and long legs. She looked more like a famous Hollywood celebrity than a successful busine
