Chapter 22: Magnate For Conartists (1)
“I think this every time but your office is huge!” Amanda remarked after they closed the door to the office as to not be heard outside.
“I think it’s about average.” Albert said, he truly wasn’t able to distinguish whether or not his office was that impressively big as the woman made it out to be.
“What a spoiled man~” Amanda said while making herself comfortable on the sofa. “So… do you really think he’s a conartist?”
“You should be able to guess since I invited you all the way here.” Albert answered in his usual indifferent voice.
“When is he going to arrive?” Amanda questioned as she stood up from the sofa and approached the CEO.
“Probably after an hour or so…” Albert said, as he turned around he saw the woman that gently touched him.
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