"Tomorrow, with whom?" Mary's fingers still clasped a cigarette as she leaned casually against the door frame, her gaze hazy as she looked outside at the person standing there.
Her chin lifted slightly, revealing her gracefully exposed neck.
Her whole body radiated a tempting aura, as if waiting for the person outside to come in and pluck her.
However, the person outside seemed utterly oblivious to her gestures and stood motionless at the door, with no expression on his face.
"The president just asked you to come along. I'll call you when it's time," Joe said before he left the area.
Mary put the cigarette in her mouth, biting down hard on it as she watched Joe walk away. She could only angrily shut the door behind him.
Such an unromantic man!
