022 Subordinate

Aimee immediately regained her senses.

Didn't make it clear of her hatred for Alfin and it was better to defend Alfin even though she didn't want to.

"He must be too worried about something. So he just forgot about me and left."

Aimee was sure that there were clearly delineated angel wings behind her back. Even if it was just her imagination.

Harry sighed.

"Okay. I get it and you don't need to act like you know the bad boy better than I do. Go ahead and do your job and send me all the reports I assigned him. I want to check all those reports now and immediately!"

Unsteadily, Aimee lowered her head.

"Yes sir. I'll bring it all and excuse me."

The side effect of that incident was the endless rage that Harry threw not only at Alfin but also Aimee.

"Go have fun and hang out outside. You left behind a pile of work?"

Stared lazily and sat with a disinterested look. Alfin didn't show any feeling of pressure.

Instead, he looked at Aimee with a meaningful gaze.

Aimee seemed to shudder.

Why was he looking at me like that?

Wanted to blame me for giving all of his abandoned reports over to Harry?

Or Alfin wanted to blame Aimee for failing to finish all of his work before he returned?

He knocked on the table several times.

"You neglected your duty on purpose?" accused Harry.

Felt tired and mixed. Alvin replied.

"I just wanted to get some fresh air for a bit. And I was just bored. So I wanted to find inspiration. I didn't say I won't get the job done."

Harry still showed an unfriendly or unfamilial look.

"This is my stern and final warning, Alfin. I've had enough of reprimanding you and I don't want to hear any more excuses."

Aimee kept glancing to the other side. Did not dare to speak and interfere. When her two bosses got mad at each other and throw annoyance.

Harry suddenly glanced at Aimee.

Created a sensation of cold and heat at the same time.

"I don't want to hear you keep defending him either!"

Looked down and didn't reply. Harry continued his objection.

"Not to defend this troublemaker and ignore how many mistakes you've made so far."

Silence was the only greatest ability one can give when they were in a corner.

Then relented and admitted the mistake was the solution.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry and will fix it."

Finished getting some additional warnings. Harry left the mutual irritation between Aimee and Alfin.

Never been able to work well together and be a solid partner.

"Can't you just help me a little bit? Why is it because of you that I keep getting scolded?"

Almost laughed limply and hit Alfin's head. Aimee asked very patiently.

"You're really asking me that question?" said Aimee, tormented.

Alfin looked up arrogantly.

"Yes. Why? Aren't you my subordinate? It's only natural that you help me avoid trouble and solve problems. But, what is this? There's not a single thing you can do right. If you want to steal the attention of Harry, the owner of the company."

Aimee helped.

Stroked her chest. Regulated her breath and her sharp temper.

"You can't be this unlucky if not because of your own doing, Mr. Alfin. So how can you blame me for covering up so much for your lacks?"

Sighed and confirmed most of Aimee's words.

Alfin looked for fresh water to refresh his brain.

The problems at that time finally ended with Alfin's attitude becoming much better. Although not much of a change.

Still often acted arbitrarily and difficult to control.

Again, Aimee was often hit by the sap and almost got fired.

***

A buzzing rumor in the office cafeteria caught Aimee's attention when she was busy getting to know her bad luck working with Alfin. Intended to gather all these emotions to attack Alfin and ask for compensation.

Although Aimee wasn't sure Alfin would compensate her properly.

Aimee started trying to join the crowd.

"What is this? Why does everyone look excited and happy? Anyone won the lottery?"

Nudged Aimee in annoyance then denied it. Doren couldn't understand why Aimee's thoughts were only about money. Money. And money.

Staref at everyone and got stares back.

The women's attention returned to their original focus.

"Did you see that? That handsome man? Have you seen him?" said one woman named Amanda.

An employee in the finance department.

She was busy rounding and sparkling her.

Aimee was a little horrified for fear that her eyes would fall out. But she still watching Amanda who was talking.

"I saw a handsome man 10 minutes ago."

Both looked at each other. Aimee and Doren seemed to know who Amanda was talking about.

"A man with a height of 185cm. That black short neat hair and blue tie!" Molly seemed to be watching the man for a very long time.

Aimee and Doren were increasingly convinced that their guess was not wrong. But they didn't say it.

"Yes. Precisely!"

"I saw it and my sleepiness at this hour was gone!"

"I saw him too and wondered who he was!"

"I also do not know. But his aura and face healed my boredom!"

Aimee looked at all the women with a strange look.

While Doren hastily chimed in.

"He is Zaviero Kistan. Or usually called Zack more often. One of Mr. Alfin's business partners who will soon be working with us to take care of the second Deluxe Project."

They were surprised and rounded their eyes.

The women looked at Aimee.

"Is that true, Aimee? He will be Mr. Alfin's business partner?" Elsa asked curiously and had been observing from top to bottom the reassuring figure of Zack.

Aimee refused to answer.

***