Ch-8 Ivanna Yang?

Soon he came back from his lostself and,

As Iven Oh sorry Ivanna ;-)

stepped into the shower taking off her disguise, the warm water cascaded down her body, washing away the remnants of her disguise. She had worn the masculine persona like a cloak, hiding her true self from the world. But now, as the water poured down, she felt the tension melt away, and her muscles relax.

She closed her eyes, letting the water massage her scalp, and felt her long hair begin to unfurl from its ponytail. The suds rinsed away, revealing the rich, black locks that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night.

As she stepped out of the shower, Ivanna reached for a towel, wrapping it around her body. She smiled to herself, feeling a sense of liberation wash over her. She had shed not only her disguise but also the weight of her secrets.

Slipping into a bright yellow pajamas, Ivanna felt like herself again. The dress hugged her curves, accentuating her slender waist and generous hips. Her black hair, now free from its restraints, framed her heart-shaped tiny face and highlighted her soft cheeks.

As she gazed at her reflection, Ivanna's eyes sparkled with amusement. She looked like a woman who knew her own worth, a woman who was confident, charming, and utterly captivating. And as she turned to walk away from the mirror, her black hair swinging behind her, it was clear that Ivanna was a woman to be reckoned with.

 She stepped forward to grab hair dryer to dry her hair but stopped in the middle (she was too tired to blew her hair), thought something and went towards mini fridge of the big room.

she first glanced at beer but changed her direction and grabbed a cold cola can and went towards balcony to get some fresh air .

Just as she was relaxing her phone rang inside , she closed the door and picked up the phone and glances at the name and answered it without wasting a second.

Ivanna's phone rang, and she answered with a simple "Hello?"

she spoke in her original girly voice.

 "Ivanna, congratulations!" Chief Anderson's voice boomed through the line. "You caught Red Spider. Great job!"

"Thanks, Chief," Ivanna replied, her voice low and smooth.

"I've received the reports given by dan just now. You did excellent work. I'm proud of you."

Ivanna's response was brief. "Appreciate it, Chief."

Chief Anderson chuckled. "You're as modest as ever, Ivanna. Get some rest. You've earned it."

"Will do, Chief," Ivanna said, and the line went dead.

Ivanna's conversation style is more subdued and to-the-point, reflecting her preference for minimal speech.

"Is there any news about him" Ivanna came to point directly,

Her voice was hesitant, but laced with a hint of hope. 

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Ivanna's heart skipped a beat. Chief Anderson's voice was gentle, but firm. "No, Ivanna. I'm sorry. There's nothing yet."

Ivanna's hope deflated, leaving a hollow feeling in her chest. She had been searching for so long, and every lead had ended in disappointment. She took a deep breath, trying to push aside the familiar ache of uncertainty. "Okay, Chief. Thanks for telling me."

Chief Anderson's voice was sympathetic. "I know it's tough, Ivanna. But we'll keep looking. We won't give up."

Ivanna nodded, afterall he was the only reason she joined I.P , even though Chief Anderson couldn't see her. She knew he was trying to offer comfort, but the pain of not knowing was still a heavy burden to bear.

'Just where the hell are you , that even I.P is clueless' Ivanna thought as she disconnected her phone.

She went into a chain of her thoughts once again remembering his memories.

Coming outta her thoughts she glanced at her laptop she thought of something and grabbed her phone and called her subordinate. She wasn't sleepy its would be better if she did some work .

"hello" a sleepy voice rang from other side.

"Alex , I need you to send me the files . I need to review them and see where we stand".