I looked down at my phone in surprise. During our whole conversation, she hadn’t even asked me for my name. When I thought about it further, that made sense. Amelia only wanted to be rid of Chloe. If Amelia Hawthorne had her mind set on something, she wasser focused and didn’t rest until she achieved it.


    That was why she was the perfect person to find where Chloe and her corrupt family had hidden Russell Lewis’s body.


    I put my phone in my purse, then hurried into work, not wanting to bete.


    After a busy morning of answering emails, I took my tablet to Gai’s office when I began to organize Alexander’s schedule for next week.


    “Hey, do you know why there’s a block in Alexander’s schedule on Saturday?” I asked.


    She looked away from herputer and sighed. “He has decided to take ast–minute trip to Ld this Saturday,” she exined.


    Strangely, my heart lowered with disappointment because I wasn’t the first to know about his trip. Why hadn’t he told me?


    “Oh, do you know what for?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.


    Gai rubbed her temples and shook her head. “I don’t. I also don’t know if he is taking you or me with him.”


    “Why would he take a…” The rest of my question caught in my throat.


    This spur of the moment trip reminded me of thest–minute party that


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    Alexander had dragged me to. The one that took ce in the hotel where Alexander had met with someone mysterious that he couldn’t talk to in public. Was he going to Ld to meet with this same mysterious person?


    “Alexander’s in another mood today,” Gai said and rolled her eyes. “I think that the fewer questions we ask about his uing trip, the better.”


    I nodded in agreement.


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    The rest of the morning was filled with meetings in which Alexander needed me to take detailed notes.


    After a particrly grueling one with a needy client, Korbin leaned back in his chair and sighed.


    “Is this day over yet?” he grumbled.


    “It’s ten in the morning,” Alexander said dryly.


    “That client gave me a headache. I need some Tylenol,” he said and rubbed his forehead.


    I kept some in my purse for this reason and fished the little white bottle out of there and handed it to Korbin. “Here you are.


    “Thanks, Olivia,” he said kindly.


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    My shoulder loosened a little. Hopefully, that small act would get him back on my good side.


    Our office was so packed with meetings that we even had to work through lunch. Alexander ordered a delicious buffet of sd and soup, but Korbin seemed to be really dragging.


    I was already on my fifth coffee by noon, and I envied how energized


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    Alexander seemed. It was because he napped in his office. He could only get away with something like that because he was the president.


    After lunch. Alexander gave me a bunch of papers to organize and file. so I had to go downstairs to the secretarial department.


    Right before I pushed open the wooden door. I heard hushed voices.


    “Did you hear about how the president had a blind date with Naomi Wrightst night?” I heard a woman whisper.


    “What!” a louder voice said. “Isn’t that the daughter of the CEO of the Wright Group?”


    “Yep. My best friend works for Ms. Wright,” the first girl said. “And she just sent me a post from Naomi’s social media page. It is a picture of Alexander from their date, and she wrote that they were going on a trip to Ld together on Saturday.”


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    My heart was beating so loud that I had to focus hard, so I didn’t miss the rest of the secretary’s conversation.


    I just couldn’t believe that Alexander was going to spend more time with Naomi. He had sent her homest night–after a quick dinner… what had changed? How had their rtionship escted so quickly?


    “They are going on a trip together!” one of the women said with excitement in her voice. “That must mean that their blind date had gone well.<i>” </i>


    “I bet they will be engaged within a year,<i>” </i>the firstdy said.


    I almost dropped the papers I was holding.


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    “I don’t know about that,” a third woman joined the conversation.


    How many employees were interested in Alexander’s love life? Couldn‘ 1 they just do their jobs? Why did they have to gossip?


    “I’ve heard that Alexander is secretly dating Mr. Carter and that the two men have been in a rtionship for years, but Alexander has to hide it because his family wouldn’t approve of that kind of rtionship.”


    “I’ve heard that, too,” a fourth woman added.