Rosemary stepped off the plane, immediately feeling her mother's warm concern through a text message. After sending a quick reply, she looked up and saw her right-hand man, Horace, waiting to pick her up.
"Boss," Horace couldn't help but notice something different about Rosemary the moment he laid eyes on her. It wasn't just her change in fashion; her usual icy aura had thawed, replaced by a lively sparkle in
her eyes and an air of refined grace. She was breathtaking.
Horace, who rarely got the chance to be in her presence, couldn't suppress his goofy innocent smile.
He had always envied Jack and Jones for sticking close to the boss, facing danger by her side, while he was often dispatched elsewhere. He learned things related to the boss from other buddies of his, and had only recently heard the gossip about her love life.
