CHAPTER 2

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A black Blentley stopped in front of the building lobby, several men and woman in formal suits immediately lined up to the left and right of the entrance to the lobby.
Cole got out of the car, followed by Mikha the line of men and woman bent 90 degrees.


Mikha walked in to the building with a slight limp, Cole following behind her.
They headed to the elevator dedicated for leaders, which only stopped at the office only.

Aiah stood up when the elevator doors opened and Mikha and Cole stepped out of it
she bowed after her eyes glanced at Mikha's feet.
"What are you doing here?" came Mikha's cold voice, Aiah straightened up
"I...was waiting for Miss Stacey, Misss Lim" she said in a low voice

"Speak louder!"

Aiah jumped in surprise, she cleared her throat with trembling lips "I'm waiting for Miss Stacey.....Miss Lim" she repeated
"Wait in her room, I don't want to see you here" Mikha growled as she entered her office, Cole then closed the door.

Mikha took off her coat and threw it in the sofa, she turned around to face Cole looking at her.
Cole bowed "I apologize. I didn't know Mr. Lim was gonna come to your penthouse last night"

Mikha snorted "Of course you didn't know, even something as trivial as this secretary business you didn't know either, do you know what he did to me after you left?" Mikha pointed behind her right knee.
"I'm willing to take punishment" Cole bowed her head

"You're my personal assistant Cole, but you obey my father like a dog. You should only listen to my words, only me" Mikha walked around Cole, and then hobbled towards her golf bag at the corner of the room.


Her mood was a mess from last night, and her anger peaked when she saw Aiah this morning. A little venting at Cole wouldn't hurt her, it wasn't like she was going to break the young woman's bone.

She unzipped the bags flap and took out a golf club, observing it "Do you know a wood type golf club?" She squinted her eyes, looking at the club with admiration.
"It's usually used for long shots and the material is made of wood, that's why it's called wood" Mikha chuckled
"But nowadays the wood is change into a steel" she whispered

Mikha turned back to Cole.
She gritted her teeth, annoyed at the pain she felt every time her right foot took a step.

Mikha stood behind Cole "Behind the right knee Cole, be prepared" she whispered in a vicious tone of her voice.
The taller woman clenched her hands shut, she tightened her jaw.

Mikha's arms rose, ready to swing her golf club.

"Mikha."


Those arms stopped in mid air, her eyes glancing at the door. She then exhaled roughly, lowering her golf club.

"The meeting will start in five minutes I need you there" Jhoanna stood looking at her, both hands in her pockets. She glanced at Cole then Mikha again "The representatives from Spain are already gathered in the master meeting room" she added


Mikha threw her golf club in a random direction, she adjusted her shirt and headed to the door "I hope you'll be there before I arrive" she said to Cole as she passed Jhoanna, bumping into her shoulder.

Cole released her breath nervously she took a step bowing to Jhoanna before hurrying to catch up with Mikha.

Jhoanna sighed.

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Aiah adjusted her sitting position nervously, her eyes glanced towards the furthest seat, Mikha was still staring at her intensely, she averted her eyes again.

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