Leila's sharp gaze pierced through Monica as she approached, her demeanor poised and confident despite the unexpected encounter.
"Mrs. Monica." Leila called out, her tone firm yet composed.
Monica turned towards her, her expression neutral as she acknowledged Leila's presence.
"Miss Leila." she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of formality.
"Shall we?" Leila gestured towards the seating area in the company's lobby.
Monica gave a slight nod, taking the lead as they made their way to the resting area. Leila discreetly signaled her receptionist to continue with her duties. She faced Monica fully as she settled down on the comfortable chairs.
Leila couldn't help but access her appearance. With her calm demeanor and refined features. She excuded an air of Authority. Leila estimated
