CHAPTER 70

🏵️ CHAPTER 70🏵️

Denzel entered his office only to see a certain short woman seated on his chair with a serious and cold face, her eyes focused on the files she was going through. She was relaxed fully on the chair, spiraling it around like she was the one in charge.

" What the fuck are you doing here? "

Lena paused and slowly looked up at Denzel with brows folded in a deep frown.

" What time is it, Mr. Brenton? " She demanded much to Denzel's confusion.

" What? "

" Answer my question, Mr. Brenton. What time is it? "

" 09: 25? "

" And what time does the office open? "

Denzel understood what Lena was trying to do and immediately let out a scoff. The cold man decided to play along.

" 07 AM " He answered.

" And you're at work by 09:25? Where went you? What were you doing at home? Being mean to your wife? "

Denzel almost laughed seeing how serious Lena's face was.

" What's so funny, Mr. Brenton? Do you think we came here to play? " The short woman scowled at him.