His Scheming

Author’s POV

Elena followed Blythe and arrived in another secluded room, which was in another wing than where the party was going on. Blythe motioned Elena to enter and she did.

The room was a suite but in the living room, there were two men. One of them was a man of around fifty and was immaculately dressed. He had specs perched on his nose and he looked like an intelligent man. The other one was younger, handsome man and had a warm smile plastered on his face. He was a blonde guy with a frecklish but handsome face.

She smile at them and walked in their direction. Both of them stood up and shook Elena’s hand one by one.

The handsome guy spoke first, “We never knew Mr. Parker had Ms. Phoebe Schmidt right under his nose. My daughter is a fan of your book.”

“That’s so sweet of you to say that.”

“Hello, Ms. Schmidt, I am Henry Stokes, a lawyer and he is my assistant, Mr. Brooks, who is such a big fan of yours himself that he forgot to introduce himself.” The old man spoke.

Elena smiled a