"Gista."

Randy's voice sounded soft. Followed by a gaze so deep into the figure now standing in front of him. Randy, as if unsure of the sight captured by her soot-black eyes.

There was a figure of a woman he had not seen for a long time. In fact, he tries to forget and bury all the memories or anything related to that woman alive.

"Excuse me, Sir."

Alvin, Randy's personal assistant looked rebuked. Indeed, it was he who brought the figure of another woman to be brought to the leadership room.

"Y-yes," said Randy nervously. "What is it?"

"Sorry for disturbing the time. I intend to bring and introduce...