Chapter 28. Turn (1)

An imprinted scent, magic like a powerful shackle. Who could possibly understand it better than she did? Heading toward her office, Yu wore a quiet, self-mocking smile hidden from view. It was a momentary crack in her icy expression. When she opened her office door, not a trace of that crack remained. “Look at you, being late for once.” Yu looked at the woman sitting in her executive chair, feet propped up on her desk, sipping coffee from her cup to greet her.