Soon, Lina reached Yang Enterprise. She dressed herself in a white turtle neck with a pastel blue blazer and matching suit pants. With silver accessories and white heels, she walked through the doors of Yang Enterprise, Estella hot on her trail.
Everyone paused and watched her. The floor was made of marble tiles, but her stroll made it look like a runway. Employees stopped whatever they were doing, paused, and debated whether or not they should bow in greeting.
Lina Yang walked like she owned the place.
"Madam, Miss Elit arrived five minutes prior and is waiting in Conference Room 2," Estella said to her with great diligence.
Seeing as Lawrence hadn't called Lina about her withdrawal from the Heir Race, Lina concluded Estella wasn't a rat. She had given out classified information that only Estella would know.
With a curt nod, Lina approached the private elevator. Along the way, her entire spine went rigid.
