It was a fickle another Monday in June. One minute the sun was shining and the next, the sky became dark and gloomy.
Lily stared at the pitter and patter of raindrops against the window of her beetle. It was almost nine in the morning and Lily knew that she was running late for the reading of the Will at the Qin family estate.
"Still no word from the security company?" she asked Yang Mi who was driving.
"Oh… they said that they will be sending one security personnel over this afternoon," Yang Mi answered. "Um President… I hope you don't mind me asking but… why exactly did you bring this beetle with you to Hong Kong? The beetle is too small and cramped. I mean… we could have brought with us another car that is more luxurious and spacious for our commute." Yang Mi asked curiously, eyeing Lily for a moment, before focusing her eyes on the road again.
