Chapter Fifty Three

Three days later.

Ruby

I knocked softly on the door, feeling the nervousness coursing through me, evident in my sweaty, shaking hands. After a few seconds, the door creaked open, revealing a beautiful middle-aged woman with a quizzical expression. She wore a floral-print blouse and jeans, her hands resting on her hips as she looked at me with a raised eyebrow,her eyes filled with curiosity.

I stood before her, nervously adjusting the strands of my newly acquired fake blond hair. With a deliberate blink of my fake blue eye, I attempted to exude confidence, despite the uncertainty swirling within me.

What if my plan fails and she sees through my disguise?

Clearing my throat, I pushed aside my doubts and mustered a polite smile as I met her gaze.

"Hello, ma'am," I began, my voice steady.

"I'm here to speak with Mr. Smith. Is he available?" I kept my gaze steady, hoping to convey a sense of professionalism despite the unease I felt.

The woman's brow furrowed in confusion as she glanced a