"This is not called childish, it's called innocent." Ivana Bennett chuckled mischievously over the phone, "Alright, enjoy your birthday gift. I'm on my way home, talk later."
Olivia Parker shook her head and hung up the phone, as a staff member approached her, inquiring in English.
"Are you Miss Olivia Parker?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Please follow me!"
The staff member escorted her to the elevator, pressed the button to open the door, and politely gestured for her to enter first. He followed behind, extending his hand to press the button for the 36th floor.
The 36th floor?
Olivia raised an eyebrow, puzzled, "Excuse me, where are you taking me?"
The young male manager smiled at her, "You'll know once we get there."
The elevator ascended swiftly to the 36th floor, and the manager led her to a door, retrieved a card, and pushed open the intricately carved double wooden doors.
