Leo walked in carrying another file tucked beneath his arm. Perfectly dressed. Perfectly calm. Too calm.
"There you are," he said smoothly, walking toward her. "I've been trying to reach you." Amira watched him silently. Leo placed the file carefully on the table.
"I need your signature urgently," he explained casually. "There are a few approvals that cannot wait."
Amira didn't touch the file. Instead, she stared at him. Really stared at him. At his polished smile. His easy confidence. The practiced charm he wore so naturally.
And suddenly… She wondered how much of it was real. "You think I'm stupid, don't you?" Leo blinked once. The question clearly caught him off guard.
"Excuse me?" Amira sat up straighter, slowly. "You heard me." Her voice was quiet now. Too quiet. Leo's expression shifted carefully into confusion.
"Amira, where is this coming from?" But she kept staring at him. Watching him. Studying every tiny reaction on his face.
