The colleagues in the office had gone for lunch, but Yasmin was still marking Hailey's paper. The cold, questioning voice of the man hit her ears sharply.

Yasmin's heart sank, and her hand paused in marking the paper.

She lifted her gaze toward him. Today, the man wore a light gray coat, his aura of calm and nobility undeniable.

Yasmin also wore a gray coat, and it almost looked like they were wearing matching outfits.

"Did you come to ...