Less than a few minutes later, Julian Sterling could clearly hear the distinct sound of hurried footsteps echoing from the hallway outside. At times, he truly had to admire top-tier, senior secretaries like Helen Lloyd. It was patently obvious that they all wore towering high heels with razor-sharp stilettos, yet even when they were moving at a remarkably brisk, hurried pace across the impeccably polished ceramic floor tiles, they miraculously did not produce any excessively loud or disruptive noises. There were only very soft, incredibly crisp, and highly decisive clicking sounds that trailed behind them.
