Aimee’s POV
“Good morning!” I bowed my head to greet the guard. Fortunately, even I barely go here, everyone knows I’m the wife. The guard awkwardly greeted me back. I understand him since I bet my presence surprises him.
I gracefully walk towards the elevator door, ignoring the stares of the employees. I hold the brown folder with my left and use my free hand to pull out my phone as I hop inside the elevator.
‘I’m on my way to your office. I’m already at the hotel.’
I intentionally did not inform him about my visit. I know he’s going to stop me and instead drive all the way home only to pick up the file that I forgot to insert in his bag.
The elevator door slides open without me receiving a reply from him. I shrugged. “Maybe he’s busy,” I murmured. The hotel has 60 floors in total
