Rosy walked with her slender waist swinging powerfully. When she exited the casino, her hand paused at the door. Through a few inches of door gap, her bright eyes lingered on Adam Anderson for a few seconds, and the corners of her mouth carried a distinct cold smile.
The woman didn't rush to serve tea but instead took the elevator to the very bottom floor, which was extremely quiet, with only two tables of guests. But don't underestimate these two tables; if any of the gentlemen stomped their feet, the economy of Ael would tremble.
Rosy didn't disturb the guests; she walked through the corridor and arrived in front of a crystal wall. She glanced at the situation behind her; no one was there. The woman reached out and pressed the crystal wall, which cracked open for a person to pass through after it widened.
"Boss, Adam Anderson has already arrived." Rosy lowered her head slightly, with utmost respect, and at this moment, there was no trace of vulgar flirtation on her face.
