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an instance, it was as if it wasn't meant to be seen at all . . . and
ing I needed to find out about him, but the devil
ughter-in-law who looked like a dead meat on the floor. I gave him a f
ur son about something," I said confidently a
te to answer it. He looked very busy so I didn't bother him anymore when he walked away
eceptionist and asked me if
please ask someone to walk her to Mr. Chase Maxw
started looking at me as if they had seen a
onfused look as my g
! I am very sorry!"
hey found out that Reese Jones was inside their company. I mean . . . why are they panicking? I lo
. ." A guy then sho
his uniform and read his name, "Ivan Paul . . . Hi there, Ivan!" I g
Mr. Maxwell's o-office
tared at him. What the he
t, than
k visible in it. My brows furrowed but then I
." he said as he led us t
We went inside and I noticed that he opened a black small box below the regular elevator buttons. He t
Mr. Maxwell's office
I exc
to get customized things
levator was made of transparent glass, so I could see the city further as it went a
ait to be ri
and elegant receiving area when the elevator door opened. It was like a five-star hote
Is this reall
cked when he he
ed. "It's just that I didn't expect h
eese Jones. I palmed my face and scolded myself that I should keep my composure! Reese
es appro
een a long time," the lady with br
ssumed that she already knew who Reese was. They were both smiling at me and all I could d
time. Thank you everyone for your hard work! Currently, I am not really well. I am suffering from amnesia but I am trying
a bit hurt due to the endless faking smile I give them. I then lowered my head an
nes. We hope for your fast recovery but we are glad
come here to have a chit chat with them so I looked around, trying
t client. Didn't he tell you, Ms. Jones?" The
eyes. "Do you
do you think my visit is untimely? I just really miss him, knowing that we hadn't seen each other for two month
mployees. From this moment, I really think that I had the talent for acting and if I'd be given a chance to be an act
ies, Mr. Maxwell should be out in the conference room in le
d smiled like nothing happened. "
e is Debby and she's Martha. We'r
about to do a hand shake with them
axwell going out of it. He was sweating and was obviously uneasy. There were other men who also
looks earlier when we had lunch at his residence, his overall physiques screamed of stress and frustration. His tie was loose and uneven a
tching his every move. What
forward to seeing and talking to you again,
hen sighed and massaged the side of his forehead. I crossed my arms o
out of confusion, h
ou're here," he said an
ething important that's why I c
in my office." He snaked
nwardly as we entered his office. He locked the door and let ou
ident dismay paintedon his face. My hand moved on its own and
rything alri
, Reese. Perhaps, I am afraid to lose that client. I didn't prepare e
ng with his client didn't go well. I guess this
s cheek, my other hand traveled from his shoulders all the way to the back of his neck.I gently moved my
. . . I know your capabilities. You can always turn things around, right
to each other. I bit t
right . . ." he said,
top of my head . . . then I felt that my billion
. . Give this man a l
r. "How about I ease your worry for a bit since yo
ment through it. I smiled playfully and held both of his shoulders,
ned my music app and pla
ying my hips while biting my lower lip.I saw ho
him so he could hav
doing?" he asked, the
's arm rests. I leaned down and held both of his broad shoulders while swaying
c floor. I caught him looking at my breast, wit
s head and gently pulled his hair
uttered softly. "Don't move. I