Don't tell me this is the woman?

"Wow, what do we have here? "

A tall sexy lady who was putting on a hot red trousers over a body hugging shirt which exposed her cleavages exclaimed as her gaze fell on a dozen of pictures strewn across the table in the lavishly decorated office. She walked over and picked one of those photos to take a look at it, wondering what the man in front of her was doing with that amount of pictures.

The man sitting in front of the table seemed as though he had watched the pictures over and over again. He was not looking fazed or bothered about the pictures in front of him, but that didn't mean he wasn't worried. He just had a perfect way of hiding his emotions.

The lady who just walked in beaming with smiles, suddenly had her lips contracting when she saw the pictures on the table.

The man in front of her continued flipping through the file in front of him as though he had not noticed that someone had walked in.

"Don't tell me... that this is the woman? "