Today, there was excitement all over the RMI Moravia office. The employees who had seen firsthand what their big boss visiting from Romania looked like were immediately busy discussing how completely different Mischa was from their expectations.

So far, only the top management had met Mischa while attending the annual meeting at the headquarters, such as Sam Haney, and other directors, but they were not nosy and gossipped about the boss's appearance to anyone.

So, it was only today that the regular staff at RMI Moravia could see what Mischa Rhionen really looked like. And oh ... he immediately became popular among the female staff. So many female employees, both single and taken, hoped to be noticed by him.

Fae fanned her face as soon as she returned to her room and closed the door. Jeez ... she didn't expect today's lunch to turn out so dramatic.

In her heart, she was grateful that Mischa had not read the long SMS she sent him earlier. Otherwise, Fae didn't know how Mischa would behave. Perhaps, he would be offended that his good intentions to help Fae get a job was met with suspicion on her part.

"Ahh ... how awful you are, Fae," scolded Fae to herself. "There's no way Mischa .. eh, Mr. Rhionen hired you because he wanted to make you his mistress like Sarah suspected. Look .. he is very handsome and can get any girl he wants."

Fae shook her head and continued scolded herself as she continued making her reports.

"Who are you talking to?"

Suddenly there was a familiar voice behind her, shocking Fae to death.

"Gosh...!" She turned toward the door, and suddenly her face was filled with surprise. Fae hiccupped. She was embarrassed to have talked to herself and mentioned her boss's name, while the person was actually standing behind her.

Did Mischa hear her words just now? Fae's face suddenly turned bright red.

"I— didn't talk to anyone," stammered Fae. "I was just thinking about something and talking to myself."

"Oh, is that so?" Mischa raised an eyebrow, looking very interested. "Can you really talk to yourself?"

"Ah ... it's nothing important." Fae hastily changed the subject. "I haven't had time to buy you a cell phone yet. I'll do it now."

"Wait, you haven't got the details of my account yet, have you?" asked Mischa. He held out his hand. "Lend me your cell phone."

"Eh?" Fae blinked her eyes. "My cell phone? Oh .. right. Your cell phone was smashed. Just a second."

She reached into her bag, took out her cellphone, and gave it to Mischa. The man dialed a number and spoke in Romanian to his secretary.

"Livia, please send the account details for my personal assistant to this phone number as soon as possible. Thank you."

He then hung up and returned Fae's cell phone to the girl. He frowned at Fae's dazzled expression.

"What happened to you?" asked Mischa in surprise. He smiled with amusement as Fae's beautiful eyes were gleaming.

"Ahh ... I'm so happy to hear people speaking Romanian here ..." said the girl enthusiastically. 

Mischa was stunned. He looked closely at Fae.

"You ... understand Romanian?" he asked in Romanian. His voice sounded a little choked. "Have you lived there?"

As far as Mischa knew, Fae came from a small village by the lake. Her parents had passed away a long time ago, and her grandmother only died a year and a half ago.

Why did this girl understand Romanian?

"I ... don't know," Fae replied honestly, this time in Romanian, not English. "I don't really remember what happened before the accident that happened to us as a family and caused my parents' death. It seemed like my father and mother moved around a lot because of work. But I don't really remember. I just realized that I spoke five languages last year."

Mischa looked closely at Fae when he heard Fae's answer, spoken in fluent Romanian. He thought Fae's identity was quite suspicious. Fae's face was quite similar to Vega, at least from what he remembered when he last saw her 5,5 years ago. Mischa hadn't seen her twin for two years, so he couldn't compare Fae's face to Altair. 

Another suspicious thing was the fact that Fae spoke several languages ​​, which Vega also spoke.

Were there this many coincidences?

However, even though their faces were similar, Fae and Vega had striking differences in their hair and eye colors. Fae's hair was light brown, unlike Vega who had platinum colored hair, and her eyes were brown instead of blue.

Mischa knew hair colors could change, but what about eye colors? Fae had confirmed that she was not wearing contact lenses.

Mischa knew iris implant surgery could be done to change eye colors, but it was highly risky. Would anyone be heartless enough to do it to her? Mischa held his breath. 

He was really conflicting.

"Uhmm .. Sir, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Fae furrowed her brows. She felt uncomfortable being stared at so intensely by Mischa.

Other girls might be weak on their knees if Mischa Rhionen looked at them like this, but Fae was a married woman, and she still hated being rumored to be Mischa's mistress. So her boss's gaze made her uncomfortable.

"Oh .. I'm sorry. I was thinking about something. I will take care of my work. You can continue your task. Find two cellphones that I requested earlier in the marketplace. As soon as Livia sends you the account details, you can immediately pay for them. Later in the afternoon, I want you to accompany me to look around the apartment," said Mischa as she turned and went into his room. 

Fae just shook her head. She then opened the marketplace and looked for the exact cellphone she had smashed today.

Hmm .. Mischa asked her to buy two.

The boss seemed worried that Fae might break his cell phone again so he bought a spare right away, Fae thought, rolling her eyes.

'It was an accident, okay? I won't drop your cell phone again, Boss,' Fae said, this time silently so Mischa wouldn't hear her.