Elegant Angel
"She's late." Amy's face was ugly as she looked at the huge wooden door of the small hall. She eyed the clock. Two minutes before three in the afternoon. "We need to start at three, I still have an appointment at four." She said.
"It's not yet, three. What are you so worried about?" Jen responded. She looked at Amy's current red dress wondering if she was here to have a date instead of some confrontation. The low cut of the dress was telling her that Amy was here hoping that Mo Li would join this hearing. Of course, Jen was already aware that Mo Li won't be joining. She gave the woman a smug grin.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?"