Rebecca POV:

What would a client be like that could make even Ada look like she was on the edge of her seat?

Looking at Ada's anxious expression, I became a little nervous too.

I took a deep breath and pushed the conference room door open to see a tall, thin man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and when he heard the door open, he looked back with a charming smile.

"Hey Becky, we meet again!"

I was shocked when I locked eyes with his golden ones.

"Stevie?"

Ada, who accompanied me in, was very surprised and tugged on my sleeve to whisper in my ear, "Becky, you...