You disappointed me

Max's face looked dull and dark, he usually wakes up early, gets some exercise, and has breakfast that looks different this morning.

He hadn't moved from the couch since Amanda left the room.

Adrian glanced at his watch. He had been waiting for Max for half an hour, but the boss never came down. He finally decided to get Max into his room.

How surprised he was to see Max still not clothed neatly. "Where's your coat?" He asked with a surprised face.

Without a command he immediately looked for work clothes for Max, Adrian headed to a small room not far from the bed, he kept some change of clothes for Max here.

Adrian chose a suit and shirt as well as a tie and matching pants as Max's uniform today. he brought the clothes of his choice in front of Max, put them all on the back of the couch, not far from where Max was sitting.

"Quickly change your clothes, sir, we have an important meeting scheduled today, haven't you been waiting for this day, finally the new housing project you wanted today will be achieved!" Adrian said in an excited voice, he looked very happy today, the opposite of Max's face.

"Should I treat some employees today? How about we eat smoked meat together at an Asian restaurant? That sounds fun and exciting, isn't our meeting today only the final section!" Max was still silent, he didn't reply to Andrian's words.

Adrian frowned, why did he sound like a lunatic who had been talking to himself since earlier, when he realized that Max's face looked wrinkled and worried he regretted his words, why didn't he realize from the start that Max was in a bad mood.

he was silent for a while tidying clothes for Max, he deliberately kept himself busy and waited for his boss's mood to improve.

-- didn't he already spend a hot night with the daughter of company X, isn't that a fun thing! Or, something bad happened? Adrian guessed, he stole glances at the bed that looked very neat and clean. He was trying to find traces of the hot night that Max had passed, where could he find those historical traces?

"You have to find information about this woman, I will only give you 2 days, within two days I want all the detailed information about her, about her work and her family members, about her status and everything she does in her daily life!"

Adrian gawked at Max's outrageous request, which made even more sense when he saw the name tag that Max held out to him.

"What is this?" Hearing his explanation only got a short response from Adrian's mouth, making Max's face look even more annoyed.

Adrian tried to control his voice, he loosened the tie a little bit that was strangling his neck,

"Okay, let me see first!"

Adrian took the identification card in Max's hand, a name tag with a C-class company strap.

Amanda Stone, administrative staff.

Adrian could read the name and occupation of the woman who looked so innocent on this employee ID card.

"Where did you get this sir?" he asked still curiously, how could a man have spent the night with a hot woman than when he woke up all he wanted was an ordinary worker in a C class company.

Adrian couldn't believe all these frames.

"Why do you ask me, I got it from you, you and Mr. Ollivander who sent that woman to me, and now that woman intrigues me, I want to get to know her closer, deeper and your job was to get rid of all the curiosity that has accumulated in my chest!" Max said long.

Adrian laughed nervously. "How can you say about the woman in this name tag, Mr. Ollivander and I sent a daughter from company X who was a famous woman and she was beautiful, hot and extraordinary, her family is rich and respectable, then you give a name tag with a different name and profession. where's the synchronization sir!" Adrian's desperate voice made Max chuckled.

"You laughed?" Adrian couldn't believe it.

"You have to complete the task I gave you or I will ask Ollivander to take over you, I can find a new secretary, maybe the woman on the name tag is more suitable to be my secretary, it's nice to have a woman in hand, isn't it like that?" Max threatens.

Working for Max was not a pleasant thing but being a worker of Mr. Ollivander is much more unsettling, Adrian has seen a worker of Mr. Ollivander being shot in front of his eyes, he doesn't want his life to be cheap like that of a dead worker.

"I'm going to change. I hope you do the work I gave you or you think about the offer I've made, be my secretary or return to Mr. Ollivander, it's all in your hands."

Max took the clothes that had been prepared by Adrian.

He saw a black suit, white shirt, and brown with a shiny black star print.

"Because today I don't want to spend the whole day at the office, so I won't be wearing a tie!" Max put back the tie that Adrian had chosen.

"I'm just going to a meeting and drinking coffee at a cafe, so I want to look relaxed." He said before disappearing into another room, he changed his clothes.

Max left Adrian who was still confused. "How could the daughter of a tycoon turn into an employee in a C-class company!"

He couldn't stop thinking while scratching his head which didn't itch.

"There seems to be something wrong with my eyes and my memory."

He took off his glasses and brought the name tag closer to his eyes. "She doesn't look like the woman from last night at all." Adrian was getting more confused, so he put his glasses back on.

"This is all so confusing!" he sighed heavily, leaning his back on the couch, it was still too early to complain but Adrian couldn't bear the weight that Max gave him.

"Okay, let's find out first, maybe this tycoon's daughter likes to mask herself!" Adrian tries to guess the hell with an opinion that doesn't make sense.

****

Max was changing clothes, he was buttoning his shirt buttons one by one with a smile on his lips, a small grin to be exact. "Shh, what does she want? Why did she refuse the million dollars I gave her, is that less? did his boyfriend give her more money, how much? She can tell me!"

He hissed in annoyance.

"You are stupid, you are a cheap woman! Ah, why would I say she was a cheap woman, she's not like that, but she is like that!" Max argues with himself until the buttons on his shirt are undone.

"Max, she has a boyfriend, she sells herself to her boyfriend, what for? Money? Having Fun?" She raised his hands as if he was asking his reflection in the mirror.

"I can give her money, I can also give her happiness, the happiness?" Max wasn't sure what he was saying.

--- I'm not sure about happiness, I haven't been happy for myself for a long time, I was waiting for you to be happy with me but you brought new wounds to me, you made me brought down to earth.

Max took a deep breath, unbuttoned his shirt, looking angry and desperate.