In a secluded room of a high end club majorly for wealthy people, Angela, Josh and along with the board members gathered around having wines. Sitting around a round table, Angela quietly sipped her fruit juice, avoiding the stare of Justin. Ever since they started the meeting in the morning, she realized he had chosen not to take his eyes off her and who was she to do anything? She knew she couldn't just yell at him and say 'stop looking at me!'. After all, it was his eyes and not hers.

She impatiently checked the time on her phone which had a string of missed calls from Paul and...