"I need to talk to you."
Without waiting for Su Xuan's approval, Susanna sidestepped, brushed past him, and entered the room on her own.
CLICK-CLACK-CLICK.
Her high heels echoed as she strolled around the room. Stopping by the window, she wiped a finger across the rusty frame. "That old man Richard really went too far, letting a hundred-billionaire live in such a dump!"
"You dare talk about your employer like that?" Su Xuan asked, still leaning against the doorframe.
"I'm no longer in his employ." Susanna adjusted her shoulder strap. "I made a small mistake at work, and he fired me."
She was wearing a tight, spaghetti-strap minidress, which revealed an intimidatingly deep cleavage.
"Oh, really?" Su Xuan laughed. "If you're no longer working for Richard, how did you know I was here?"
"Jeff told me. We're good friends," Susanna said earnestly. "I really came here to tell you something important."
"What is it?" Su Xuan asked.
