I Have A Better Offer

While Natasha was waiting at the receptionist, she called the nanny overseeing her kids in order to ask about her kids, "hello, how are my kids doing?"

"They are sleeping at the moment, ma. Although someone is currently knocking, I'm going to see who it is."

"Don't. Don't even dare. Just pretend you aren't home, okay?" Natasha asked.

"Is there a problem, ma?"

"Not at all. Just do as I've said." Natasha then ended the call. She didn't care who the person knocking at the door of her house is. For all she cares, that person or persons could be from her father.

Pavel had told her to wait for ten minutes, eight minutes had now passed.

Precisely two minutes later, the receptionist who had just finished receiving a call said to Natasha, "Mr. Pavel said you may come upstairs."

Natasha nodded and stood. Soon, she entered the elevator, she was about to press the close button when she saw two men walking directly towards the elevator that she was. One was about 6.5 ft tall, he was slim an