Chapter 89

TWO WEEKS LATER

Alex patted the driver who had just opened the car doors for him by the back, taking giant strides into the modeling company. 

His personal assistant trailed behind him nervously; piles of files stacked on his hands. Some kept falling along the way, but he seemed to no longer care. 

What could be more disastrous was for Alex to turn to face him and he wasn't behind him. Alex walked into the reception and approached the secretary's counter.

"Hello, Dorcas. I told him to wait at the reception," he said, glancing around. 

"Where is he?"

"I can't tell, Sir," the secretary replied rather nervously.

"Well, he mentioned going to use the restroom," she muttered.

Alex turned to face his personal assistant whose face was completely blinded with papers from the file that had dropped out of the files. 

"Can you imagine?" Alex paused upon seeing what had become of his files.

"Alvin," he purred. "you b