Chapter 592

Le Su couldn't stay in the office any longer. Using the restroom as an excuse, she headed toward the main hall instead. Just as she rounded the corner into the central garden, her steps faltered abruptly—there, walking through the garden, was Victor and his entourage. Her heart pounded wildly as she quickly ducked behind a pillar, peeking out like a lovestruck fool. From a distance of about ten meters, she watched the tall man conversing with clients. At work, he exuded a different kind of charm. Even standing beside towering foreign guests, he held his own with effortless grace, his laughter and words radiating the magnetism of a natural leader. The crowd surrounded him like stars orbiting the moon—and he was that luminous moon, the center of all attention. In that moment, a thought struck Le Su: though he stood merely ten meters away, why did he feel so distant? This distance wasn't spatial—it was the chasm between their social statuses. He was lofty, extraordinary, while she was jus