When they got to the living room, where Stephen's father, Jonas, was with their family friend, Amber was even more nervous."Everyone, can I have your attention, please?" Sandra began. She was still holding Amber's hand, and even though Amber wanted to take her hand out of Sandra's grasp, she couldn't."What is it, hon?" Jonas asked his wife.Sandra smiled at them all and turned to Amber. "This is my son's secretary and my niece Melinda's friend. She also lives here with my son and Melinda," Sandra said.Amber heard whispers from Stephen's family friends, which made her even more shy and nervous. Jonas's face was also severe, looking at his son Stephen, who didn't seem happy with what he did. mother"Oh, it's my first time hearing that a secretary can live under the same roof with her boss," said a businessman."It's my decision that she will live here. There is no problem because I told her so," Stephen said seriously."I need to talk to my son. Excuse me," Jonas said and left the li

Amber glared at Carson. They still had yet to leave their place earlier. Carson touched his cheek. His jaw tightened, and he looked at Amber, who couldn't believe what happened.“Go away, Carson. Before I would add another slap on your face," Amber said seriously.Carson's jaw tightened even more; he was angry at what Amber had done. “I'm not done yet, Amber. I won't stop until you come back to me…”He left after he said that; Amber touched the wall on her side and was clinging to her chest because of the anger and pain she was feeling. She looked at the palm that she used to slap Carson. It was red, and Amber still felt the pain there. As she struck Carson, her hands were also shaking. That she could hardly open the door immediately. She couldn't help but cry. She was angry. Carson still dared to say the words he said earlier.When she finally got inside her condo unit, she became weaker because she remembered what Carson had said while observing the entire unit. She thought maybe Ca

The meeting ended, and Stephen went out first; Amber immediately followed him. Stephen went straight to his office. "What time is my next meeting? We're going to the site, right? To meet our architects and engineers?” Stephen asked Amber. "Yes, Sir. At three o'clock this afternoon," answered Amber. Stephen nodded and walked to his office's dining area. "It's about lunch; we should eat now so we can leave right after," Stephen said while looking at his watch. Amber also looked at her watch, and Stephen was right; it was almost 12:00 o'clock. Amber immediately took plates for her and Stephen. They started eating, and Stephen tasted Amber's cooked food individually. And while Stephen was doing that, Amber was just looking at him, nervous and waiting to see how Stephen would react, whether he liked it or not. "How was it?" Amber asked nervously. Stephen looked at her thoughtfully, making her even more nervous. "Hmmm, it's good," Stephen answered simply. Amber frowned. "It's good?

Amber and Stephen no longer enter the office simultaneously because Amber is always the first to come. She was doing the same thing as before, still carrying food.When she came in the next day, she wondered why two boxes were on her desk. She looked at it, and the contents were cookies. She frowned and thought Mark had given it again, but the box differed from the one Mark had passed yesterday. She went to the pantry and saw Mark drinking coffee; she approached and showed the box from her desk."Did you give it again? Thank you, but you don't need to do this; those cookies you gave me yesterday were delicious. That's enough,” Amber said with a smile.Mark was confused because he didn't understand anything. "Sorry, Miss Amber. I don't have any cookies today because my mother couldn't make them, but thank you because you liked what I gave you," said Mark. He looked at the box Amber was holding. "But those aren't mine," said Mark.Amber's mouth opened slightly. "It's not from you?" she

Two days passed, and Amber’s attitude towards Stephen suddenly changed. It just became formal. She thought that it would be better to be Stephen’s secretary, and that’s it. But Stephen felt differently; he didn’t like Amber’s aloofness towards him. It seems that he gets hurt every time Amber avoids him.“Amber...” Stephen called as Amber was about to leave the office.Amber closed her eyes tightly and then slowly turned to Stephen. “Yes, sir?” she asked.She just brought Stephen’s coffee and didn’t even talk to them; she just wanted to do her job well.“We should talk,” Stephen said seriously.Stephen could no longer bear not to talk to Amber. He knew something was wrong and wanted to know what it was.“What are we going to talk about, Sir Stephen?” Amber asked politely. Stephen was even more annoyed because he couldn’t understand why Amber was suddenly too formal with him.“What’s the problem?” Stephen asked seriously.Amber frowned as if she didn’t know what Stephen meant. The truth