S2| 30. The Girl of Choice

“A woman who's suitable for Mr. Julian?” Mia muttered, forcing her frozen brain to work harder.

“Yes,” Herbert nodded casually. “I want to find a mate for Julian. I think, you are the right person to help me choose the girl of choice. So, say it, Mia. What kind of woman does my son like?”

In just an instant, Mia's heart shattered along with despair. Her intention to establish herself at the CEO's side had been dashed. She felt that her name had been included in the list of exceptions to Julian Evans' mate.

“Mia? Is my question that difficult?” the old man asked as he stooped down, studying the face contorted with pain.

The secretary's throat was then as dry as the desert. Not the slightest bit of coolness wafted from his lungs. While clutching the phone, the girl tried to wake herself up not to lose her mind. After being able to endure the tightness, she held her head up with a very stiff expression.