Chapter 38: Security Guard

"Ramon," she said, sweet and snide, loud enough for the whole elevator, "I was wondering where you were working lately. So you are a security guard here after all." Ramon Hahn did not answer. He kept his gaze on the elevator panel, eyes fixed on the glowing numbers. Ariella Fisher had never been the type to stop when ignored. The mockery rolled back in like a tide. "I thought you had made it big these days, even bought yourself a mansion. Turns out all that was just hot air." "I just...