Chapter 37 Finding The Enemy

• “Hello, Dulce,” Aspen said, his face breaking into a gentle small smile as he admired her. Dulce looked beautiful, no matter what she wore.
• However, his smile faded when her face remained strong and devoid of any smile, clutching a piece of paper in her hands tightly.
• Dulce took in a deep breath as she surveyed his office. It was large and well-decorated, leaving no doubt that the space belonged to a very influential and wealthy man. After all, Aspen was the CEO.