James heard the knock on the door. It had to be her. The disaster girl.
He took in a deep breath and spoke, just loud enough for the one outside to hear.
"Come in."
The door opened, slowly, and Misha Seo walked in, fidgeting.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Thorrrn."
'At least she's making an effort to pronounce it correctly,' the Emperor gave her a credit, but he quickly went back to his alert mode. He was informed earlier that this moment would come.
"It's OK, Ms. Seo. Is there anything you need from me?"
"Erm… yes… actually…"
With each slowly spoken word, Misha took a step closer to the Emperor, until she stopped in front of his desk.
"I just wanted to ask you…"
Then there was a pause. A very long pause. The CEO's palm on his lab was sweating.
