Holding some papers in her hands, Zariah was holding the door of her car open, a grimace plastered on her face while waiting outside a shop for a certain person.

“De Villiers! Come, we have to hurry, I want you to record everything.”

She groaned, waiting for him as he instructed his men strictly before rushing to her with a grin.

“Okay, okay, give me a moment, here I am,”

“Huff! Finally!” She whined, sharing a chuckle with the man as they hastily left.

“Ah, this is going to be amazing,” He beamed.

“I better not miss anything, Amanda is feeling a bit down today or else I would have...