Lana snapped out of her daze and gave a cheerful smile. "Hello... It's a pleasure to meet you, mister..."
"Lucian." A sly smile was playing on Lucian's lips as if he could see through Lana's inner thoughts.
With the previous life's experience, Lana remained steady and composed under the inquisitive gaze.
"Mr. Lucian." Lana finished her words, her steps slowly closing the distance between them, careful and measured.
With a composed expression, she turned her gaze to Nixon and asked, "Where are the files?"
Nixon handed her the folder he was reading and explained in his deep voice, "I checked Anthony's financial statements, and from the looks of it, he hadn't hired these ghosts through illegal means."
In his heart, though, he was screaming, 'Whoa... she is the first woman who didn't swoon on Lucian. What a miracle!'
