Chapter 22 "Good noon, Executive." "Happy noon, Sir Adler." "Lovely noon isn't it, sir? Lunch?" "Later, maybe," Adler answered and made a small nod with his moniker smile painfully glued on his face as he passed by every employee he encountered. As he passed one department after another, he caught a glimpse of most employees scrambling in their cubicles, organizing their things, and fixing themselves, even the janitor who was already doing a good job mopping the floor was doing it the second time. Unproductive, he thought while grinding his molars, thinking that it'll suffice the stinging of his head while looking at some personnel pretending to be busy in their almost empty cubicle while a few were immersed in their work that they failed to notice him. Looking at them right now, he began to wonder how Morgan could look at him with a straight face, all stoic and unafraid. Maybe because Morgan was

Chapter 24 Once they took a step inside the lobby, their dynamic aura gleamed all over the entire floor that they immediately caught the people's attention, awestruck by the picturesque couple entering the building. What blew them away was the fact that the man was the smiling, yet tyrannical executive. Adler took a glance at Carylle and saw that she confidently had her head held high with the same blinding smile on her face. It made him smile wider in approval, as expected from Don Miguel's only daughter. A woman who was dignified and knows her very worth much enough that she doesn't hang her head low as a crowd pauses to stare at her. They continued to walk and strut like a pair of models running the catwalk, the clanking of her heels against the shiny, marbled floor echoing across the lobby ad

Chapter 26 "Goddammit," he swore under his breath as he cannot contain the anger that was making his blood boil. "..." "And do you know what's most striking in this embezzlement report, Morgan?" he asked, and the secretary just politely shook his head. "The previous reports were sloppy that they're obvious. But isn't it strange that only a financial team member found out and reported about this? Can we even trust that guy? He might be the one behind this to pull leverage for himself while throwing shade to the finance head." "He's a recent employee in the company, Sir. I think we can trust this employee as he has already discovered a serious issue while on his first week on the job," Morgan said then leaned over to the desk and flipped the papers to the last page. "He also wrote suggestions on how to resolve the issue and take back the lost money. The case might appear that he's pulling leverage for himself, however, he would have use

Chapter 28 Adler was oblivious of the time when he woke up. He groggily opened his tired eyes, stretched on his chair, and cracked his stiff neck before looking at the clock displayed on his wall and realized that it had been 3 hours since he fell asleep, and it was almost time to clock out. He gritted his molars in disappointment. He could have used all that time to do something more productive and lessen the tasks that he was to do as surely, another pile of work awaited him the next day. He hated working on piles of work. That was why he never once procrastinated. But despite the irritation he had for sleeping on the job, he couldn't deny that it was one of the best sleep since time immemorial. He always lacked sleep as he tended to work more by taking overtime and would wake up early to go ba

Chapter 30 "Give him something special." His brow raised slightly while he pulled out another stick of cigarette, lighting it in the process. "Oh really?" She nodded, her lips now spreading into a grin. "Really," then she suddenly pouted and added: "Too bad, he isn't in the mood right now." "Right, don't make me feel bad because I'm not horny, and you are." "Is it really that frustrating?" she asked, running fingers on her wavy hair and sighing when she realized that the man who always fucked in her like a wild horse anytime either of them wanted seriously wasn't in the mood.It wasn't the first time that he rejected her advances. However, it was rare. This was the third time. "Being all sad and mopey just because you slept while working, I mean? It already happened, and you can make up for that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Just work harder. Stop being a baby about it," she said with a sheepi