THE THIRD PERSON

"Is it true that Elissa is married, Mi?" Fritz asked Ami. He looked down at the city below the building. His hand was holding a drink.

Ami swallowed. Talking to this man in front of her made her uncomfortable. Aside from his high power and ice-cold demeanor, Fritz never hesitated to eliminate his enemies.

"Right," Ami said quietly.

Fritz exhaled. The vapor from his breath fogged up the glass in front of him. He sipped his drink again. Fritz couldn't stop thinking. With his current position, wealth, and charisma, why couldn't Elissa's father ever approve of him being his son-in-law? Forget about Elissa's father. Fritz was even more surprised at Elissa. Why had she never once fallen for him?

Fritz turned around. He then sat in front of Ami while crossing his legs. One hand was on the back of the chair, and his right hand was still fiddling with his drink glass.

Ami swallowed again. She did like being friends with Elissa. All her needs could be fulfilled. Elissa was never stingy or calcu