Chapter 96 – Where Do Broken Hearts Go

(Alexander’s POV)

Whitney Houston made me raise my head and snatch my attention, stopping me from reviewing the budget proposal of Dulce Alejandro. I saw George standing by the doorway of my private office, staring at me in wonder.

“Boss, I’m jealous!” George complained, mocking me early this morning, playing the song “Where Do Broken Hearts Go.”

“What now?” I hiss, returning my attention to the paper I was reading. “Will you please stop that music? Have you gone mad, playing music in the office?” I snarl that I also wish I know the answer to Whitney’s question.

She rolled her eyes and turned off the music from her cell phone. “I saw Leigh and -” When I propped my elbows on the table and looked at her with full interest, she pressed her lips together and suppressed a burst of laughter.

I breathed out heavily, finally realizing she was just trying to get my attention, and for the past two months, there were three things that she would do to get my attention. First, if she would play ve