JESSY'S POV. The aroma of vanilla filled the VIP meeting room. I had just stepped inside when I saw Mr. Ken standing at the large window, his back to me. I was a little surprised; he had arrived earlier than our agreed meeting time. "Welcome, Mrs. Jessy. You're here too," Mr. Ken said before turning to face me. In Mr. Ken's hand was a glass of red wine, which he swirled gently. As he walked towards me, Mr. Ken studied me from head to toe like a scanner. "Wow, I guess there's something very important for you that you're so well-prepared like this," Mr. Ken remarked. "I didn't expect you to come early, Mr. Ken. Our meeting is still ten minutes away," I said, ignoring his remark. Mr. Ken sighed. "You know I have a lot on my plate. Actually, I didn't want to have an impromptu meeting with you either, but..."Mr. Ken's gaze was very serious as he looked at me, as if reading something from my face. "I suspect there's something urgent you need to discuss. So I feel reluctant to refus
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