Intro. The high heels hits the tiles steadily in a quiet Monday morning. Someone opened the door of the head office building. The voice of the conversation suddenly became quiet as if being ordered by eyes.
The girl in a completely black suit gown stepped in Long hair, black, secretly tight The face is smooth, but her sharp eyes swept around the meeting table.
"Start the meeting", a short voice But full of power No one dares to hmmm, one word.
Om - President of the youngest technology company that rushed the strongest at this time.
She is not someone who is easy to access. Not someone who smiles easily And not someone who can see it as gentle in the first eye.
But who knows that under that coldness ... she has eyes that always keep watching someone.
The person who made the world of the quiet president shaking for the first time in many years.