.
The intense smell of alcohol.
Even more intense, his presence.
With just one sip, she felt dizzy.
Strong liquor, his overpowering force.
.
Outside the office, Ben Shaming, dressed in a tailored professional suit and wearing black-rimmed glasses, looking like a stern and studious university student, walked in silently.
Ben Shaming arrived at Sisi Fashion Academy today, sat for an hour, but still hadn't seen Tang Yanjian attend classes.
Although during the final year of graduation design, the school doesn't strictly enforce attendance, Ben Shaming could see she was a highly disciplined girl who usually wouldn't skip classes without reason.
Somehow, an ominous intuition arose in his heart, so he returned to the company.
He glanced at the tightly closed door of James's office, then silently walked over to Bry's desk.
"Who's in there?"
His voice was calm, but the unconscious tapping of his fingers on the desk revealed the tension in his heart.
