"What are you standing around dumbly for? Come here." A domineering yet feminine voice called out from deeper inside the suite.
Not daring to delay, Jake hurried over.
There, poised elegantly by a round table, stood the stunningly beautiful and dignified Manager Mina. A glass table held a bottle of wine being aerated and an empty wine glass. Jake guessed Manager Mina had also just arrived, given her slightly travel-weary appearance.
Her flaxen hair complemented her exquisite temperament perfectly. Her flawlessly charming face was adorned with light makeup—her eyebrows meticulously groomed, exuding grace and sophistication. Her flower-like eyes shimmered with an inscrutable depth that Jake couldn't quite decipher.
Her lips were a striking red, her nose tall and straight. Though she looked no older than her early twenties, her face carried a maturity far beyond that of a young girl.
