Vanessa adjusted her sunglasses as she approached the entrance of the police station, her every step exuding confidence.
She barely spared a glance at the people around her, dismissing them all as insignificant.
Her sleek, tailored suit and pristine appearance made her stand out, and she knew it.
As she reached the door, it swung open, and she almost collided with a tall, broad-shouldered man stepping inside.
Chris whom Vanessa had almost collided with stopped abruptly, his eyes darting to her face.
"Watch it," Vanessa snapped, not bothering to hide her irritation.
Chris raised a brow at her tone. "Excuse me? You're the one who wasn't paying attention," he said wondering why she was acting all high and mighty when she was the one who had bumped into him at the door.
Did she think that simply because she was a lady then everyone was supposed to pamper them and apologize even when they were in the wrong? He mused, looking at her with a cocked brow.
