High heels landed on the carpet with a muffled sound.
The noon sunlight passed through the smart frosted glass, filtered into a soft, expensive wash of diffused light.
Secretary Jin stopped behind the broad office desk.
Her gaze first swept lightly over the suitcase beneath the desk, then lingered for an instant on the slightly childish cartoon charm hanging from it. The corners of her lips curved, but she did not touch the suitcase.
Instead, she took out an exquisite little velvet square box from the black handbag she carried.
She gently placed it in the most conspicuous spot on the desk.
After that, she walked around from behind the desk.
Her fingertips slowly slid along the edge of the entire dark bookcase, making a faint rustling sound.
After walking halfway around, she stopped in front of a wall panel that looked completely intact.
She pressed the sensor area hidden in the wood grain and pushed hard.
The door opened inward.
Secretary Jin paused at the doorway for a moment before stepping inside.
The light in the suite was much dimmer than outside.
The heavy blackout curtains were drawn more than halfway shut, leaving only a narrow gap that let in a little sunlight.
A faint scent of perfume floated in the air.
Hearing the movement, the person on the bed had already sat up.
A khaki long trench coat had been casually tossed onto the sofa to the side.
At that moment, Su Yu was wearing only an extremely form-fitting long dress, large stretches of snow-smooth skin glowing faintly in the dimness.
That face, even in this lazy, just-woken state, was still beautiful in a bold, unrestrained way.
The instant Su Yu saw who had come in, her eyes cleared at once.
She sneered, "Why are you here?"
Secretary