Soon, the scent of coffee perated the entire office, making Phoebe Walker frown involuntarily.
Though she was imperious in the office, her ability to remain in the Secretary Departnt and thrive proved she was no simple figure.
Despite her disdain for Nia Mitchell, she had to admit the coffee Nia made was fragrant.
Even without tasting it, just from the aroma alone, Nia had already outdone her.
Nia leaned on the counter, bored as she waited. She suddenly wondered whether Maxwell Peary preferred sugar or milk in his coffee.
Hmm, recalling what Maxwell Peary had said last night, a smile touched her lips. At the dinner table last night, she had put food she disliked onto Maxwell’s plate.
He was right. When she didn’t understand him, she would habitually impose her own preferences on him.
This is black coffee... hmm, I’ll add half a sugar cube and two large spoonfuls of milk.
It’s definitely going to be delicious! Oh, what should I do? Just the sll of it makes want to take a sip.
Nia’s face was alight with enjoynt, but Phoebe Walker, who was secretly observing, looked as if she had seen a ghost.
Oh my God! What on earth did that Nia Mitchell just put in the coffee? That’s black coffee! The CEO always drinks his black, without adding anything!
Before Phoebe Walker could snap out of her stupor, Nia had already left with the coffee.
「CEO Office—」
anwhile, Maxwell Peary was in the Waiting Room, irritably taking off his shirt.
Damn it! That so-called Chinese breakfast he’d eaten this morning had made him thirsty the mont he arrived at the office.
And then, when he got up to pour a glass of water, he’d managed to spill it all over himself. It seed he’d really been infected by Rabina Mitchell’s clumsiness.
Nia knocked on the door. When there was no answer after a long mont, she cautiously pushed it open.
"CEO Peary?"
She wore a cautious smile, hoping to leave quickly after delivering the coffee.
But why was it empty? Where had Maxwell Peary, who should have been sitting behind that desk, gone?
Nia frowned in confusion. She placed the coffee down and looked around. Strange, he wasn’t here.
She hadn’t seen Maxwell Peary leave the office either. Could he have left through that secret elevator?
Hmm, very likely. In that case, why would he need coffee?
Nia had initially planned to just leave the coffee there and head back.
But... the coffee slled so good!
And she’d made it just to her own taste!
Well... since the CEO wasn’t here... it would be a sha to waste the coffee.
So, Nia picked up the coffee and took a small sip. Mmm, her taste buds were utterly satisfied.
Sipping her coffee, she looked around. Maxwell Peary’s office was as grand as expected. There was a bookshelf to one side filled with many books, though unfortunately, many were in languages she couldn’t understand.
Huh? Why was there another door over there?
Nia curiously walked over. Just how many secrets did Maxwell Peary’s office hold?
Should I open it and see? Nia was terribly conflicted, hesitating.
I’ll just take a peek. It should be fine. The worst that can happen is... I’ll just have to apologize... Right!
Steeling herself, she turned the doorknob with her free hand and pushed the door open.
And then...
Healthy, tanned skin t her eyes, followed by an impressive eight-pack abdon exposed to the air. Blood rushed to Nia’s head, and her face turned beet red.
Her gaze t a pair of eyes that held a hint of a smile, and the hand Nia used to hold her coffee cup trembled.
"You... you’re a pervert!"
Her accusation was laced with shyness and a soft quaver, lacking any real force. Standing there, she was clearly a little white rabbit that had stumbled into a wolf’s den.
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