“H ...hello, Miss Marisa.”
“How many times have I told you to call me Kaew already?”
The woman greeted back quickly as she walked up to pat him on the shoulder.
“Er, ...I don’t think that will be appropriate, at least not here, in the workplace.”
“Come on, we’ll be related soon anyway. Don't be too formal.” She said, then winked at Wisana.
This nice body woman was named Marisa. She was the manager of the art department of Pride company. She might look young, but she was one of the skilled people in her field, and in charge in this position without any doubt from anyone. Moreover, she was the biological aunt of the slim girl who was standing next to her with a frowning face and a firing look in her eyes toward him as well!