Three years ago, New York.
"Miss Sarah, there's a gentleman asking to see you.
He claims to be a friend and is waiting in the reception room."
Sarah had just stepped out of the conference room when her assistant approached with a polite smile.
A friend?
She had only been in New York for less than three months, spending most of her time shuttling between the office and her apartment.
How could she possibly have any friends here?
Noticing her confusion, the blonde, blue-eyed assistant added with a shy grin, "He's incredibly handsome—really charming.
Could he be your boyfriend?"
Instantly, a familiar face flashed through her mind.
The documents in Sarah's hands nearly slipped as her heart skipped a beat.
"Thank you.
Could you please deliver these files to the finance department for me?"
She forced a calm smile and waited until the assistant disappeared around the corner before exhaling deeply.
