Chapter 9

Soon after, they were seated inside the car, Emily let out a sigh of relief. After 5 years of being Oliver’s secretary, it was the first time people pointed those curious glances at her. Mostly, it is all directed to her boss—Oliver Sterling.

She glanced at Oliver who took the driver seat and her in the passenger’s seat.

“Can you please delete the picture, Sir?”

Oliver, seemingly amused, chuckled, "Come on, Ms. Collins, it's harmless,"

Emily let out a defeated sigh, realizing that Oliver wasn't going to budge. She decided to drop the issue for the time being.

"Some of the workers were looking at us earlier"

Oliver shrugged nonchalantly, his attention now directed toward the route.

"Let them think what they want to think," he replied with a casual indifference. “Just tell where we should head to?”

Emily couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief at Oliver's apparent forgetfulness regarding the location of the shop where he ordered her to bring his clothes. She can't help but bl