Serena Vale
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“I’m at the reception.”
There was a pause, then, “What?”
“I’m downstairs. I need your approval to come upstairs,” I informed him.
As soon as I saw the news, the first thing I did was to drive straight to Nikolai’s office. I’d worked in VM Global for almost six months but I never got to see his side of the building. It had the same layout as Rafael's, but was way more minimalist. As expected.
“Oh, on it.”
He hung up after that. In the next second, I watched as the telephone in the reception rang. The receptionist answered the call, dropped the phone after five seconds, and handed me a visitor’s card.
I smiled politely and thanked her before making my way to the elevator.
I wasn’t entirely sure why I was here. My first thought had been to drive straight to Nikolai.
