The room was warm and dim, and the air seemed to have solidified.
Secretary Jin sat quietly by the bedside, her back straight, hands folded on her knees.
Her lips pressed tightly together, without a word.
"Chairman Jin..."
Shangguan Qiuya called softly, her voice tinged with unease.
Having followed her boss for so many years, in her eyes, words like hesitation, indecision, or daze should never appear in Chairman Jin's dictionary.
She's Wonder Woman of Wall Street, the decisive helmswoman, forever impeccably groomed, with flawless logic, a perfect embodiment.
Even when facing multi-billion-dollar acquisition negotiations, even when facing pressure from Washington's slyest politicians, she's never displayed such vulnerability and drifting emotions.
Secretary Jin didn't respond, the light in her vibrant eyes flickered with struggle.
