CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN.

Parking the red Ferrari in front of the big building, Teresa alighted looking elegant in her red skirt and crisp white shirt neatly tucked away in her skirt and a pair of white heels to match. Anyone who saw her could only gasp as she screamed of elegance all over her.

With her head held high, she walked towards the elevator going to her father's office. Onlookers could roughly guess who she was because the resemblance between her and Damian was clear.

" She looks so pretty" one of the receptionists said as she walked past them," she could compete and become an international model" she added sizing her from head to toe.

" You are right, she is elegant," the other one replied.

Teresa knew exactly the kind of respect she commanded and how everyone was ogling at her but she was past caring about that.

Sighing softly, she pressed the elevator button and waited patiently for it to open and when it did,she opened her eyes wide in amazement. The boy inside had his lips stuck on another lady