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She answered every question confidently, with a smile plastered on her face. I wonder if her jaw gets tired of smiling all throughout the duration of her presentation.

She was already smiling.

Earlier, she was still answering comments and questions about his presentation one by one.Yet, she still managed to smile.

As I did a few times, the mind floated.

I can't deny it. I'm still bothered by that weird guy a while ago in the elevator.

I'm still drowning in the thought of whoever that is. Add to that the weird happenings lately, and the earlier one before Camilla and I got on the elevator.

I'm sure of what I saw.

I'm a hundred percent sure that I saw someone that resembles him a while ago. I can't go wrong.

"Let's ask the opinion of our Finance Manager. What can you say about this, Miss?"

I shook.

"What do you mean no? Don't you agree with this? "

A pat on my shoulder turned me away from my own thoughts.

"Huh?" I asked, confused.

I noticed everyone was looking at me now.

"Miss, do you have concerns regarding the possible budget? You said no," she asked. I noticed the slight shake in her voice.

"Huh?" I asked, confused.

I realized I'd been into deep thoughts that I didn't notice I was being called. "No, that's not what I mean." I'm sorry, the proposed budget is quite high, but tolerable. Maybe we can adjust some factors. But over all, I don't have a problem with the initial audit.

Most of them nodded.

I awkwardly smile when Mom and Dad turn in my direction.

I was just shaken.

The explanation and the questions continued until the boards had given a final decision.

It is decided to approve the proposed project of the head engineer.

If anything, her presentation was really good, and even the budget was something I understood better.

I'm just really mind-blowing it out and almost embarrassing myself.

Thanks to Camilla.

After the meeting, the people left one by one, and only a few of us were left in the conference room.

After Mom and Dad both left, the older brother was on the phone again.

"We'll take our leave, Miss Aya."

"See you around after a while."

One of the board members approached me to bid his goodbye. He's a middle-aged man with youthful features.

"Sure, drive safe on your way home, sir." I said.

His secretary guided him out and opened the door.

I look at my wrist watch.

Three forty-five. The meeting also lasted several hours.

"Camilla, don't I have another schedule now?" I asked, massaging my cold hand. It's really cold here in the new conference room.

She quickly took out the iPad. "No more, Miss Aya. Your schedule is vacant until tomorrow afternoon.You will only take care of the documents to be signed, reviewed, and revised," she explained.

"Okay, good to know. Maybe I'll just go home right away to finish the papers I left at home. I'll send you an email if I need something." She nodded.

"Okay."

I waited for my older brother to finish talking so that I could say goodbye before leaving.

It didn't take long for him to drop the call. He put away the folders he was carrying.

I'm just observing as he moves. Then he turned to me with a frown.

"Aren't you going back to your office yet?" he asked.

I shook my head.