Third Person’s P.O.V.

“I really don’t understand her sudden interest in company affairs. I agree that she is a major in finance and business administration, but she has always been a spoiled princess.” Claude, my right-hand man, muttered in frustration while I kept reading the report about Ariel.

“Relax, Claude. She won’t be able to do anything to ruin our plan. If she wants to know the company, let her do.” I said to him nonchalantly while flipping through the pages.

“But she has changed, sir. In the past three weeks, she barely went out shopping, or clubbing, or any other activity that could keep her busy enough not to...