THE sleek black Toyota Glanza gently and slowly drove into the driveway, then parked at the parking space. Ryan was behind the wheels as he navigated turns. Amelia sitting beside him was agitated, her eyes widened as she looked around.
“Ryan. Hold on, are you sure we are in the right place?” She asked, still looking out the car window. She could see the tall building right in front of her, the green shrubs and beautiful flowers planted around and some other notable stuffs, and it was no doubting, she knew this place, one place she didn't want to be.
“Yes, ma'am. This is where the meeting is to be held,” Ryan replied.
“Oh my!” She gasped.
“Is anything the matter?”
“Why didn't you tell me, Ryan? Why didn't you?” She was looking at him.
He was quite shocked and befuddled.
“What… do you
