Vivian stayed quiet, disregarding Lisa's inquiry. Her gaze remained fixed on Lancelot, and her face remained unreadable for Lisa to dictate. Lancelot, aware of the tension, flashed a knowing smile.
"I must be the least likely person you anticipated seeing in this office," he commented, his tone exuding a clear sense of assurance.
Vivian shifted in her chair, her fingers lightly touching the side of her handbag as she replied, "According to my records, the CEO of Socialite Women's Magazine is-"
Just as she was about to finish, Lancelot effortlessly finished her statement.
"Cynthia Thompson." A rich laugh accompanied his remarks. "It appears you rarely review the most recent updates with your clients."
Vivian's face clouded over at his comment. Lancelot, quick to observe, instantly softened his voice.
"I'm just pulling your leg.," He answered with a shy smile.
Vivian held her composure, repositioning her handbag gently on her lap. If Cynthia Thompson isn't the head of the company,
