027 Last Night

They looked at each other and didn't make any comments.

Everyone started talking about Zack again. Dug a lot of information from Doren of how Doren met Zack after Doren told them proudly that she had met and talked directly with Zack.

Everyone listened more seriously.

Meanwhile, the man who was being talked about just came out of Alfin's office in a bad mood.

Planned to come to get what he wanted.

The message on Aimee's cell phone rang. It was from Alfin who just remembered that he still had a debt to talk to Aimee.

Aimee read the message lazily.

[ "Where are you?" ] - wrote Alfin very short.

Then he seemed dissatisfied with writing short writings like Harry. Alfin sent a second message.

[ "You can't possibly forget the debt of talking to me this morning, can you? ] - wrote Alfin.

Have used to be casual to Aimee because Aimee sometimes irritated him. Although Alfin was never really angry at Aimee.

A message from Aimee came in.

[ "I can't possibly forget it. I'm already on my way to your office. ]

Done typing and sending messages. Aimee bumped into someone. Was busy typing while walking towards Alfin's room, Aimee didn't pay attention to her steps and surrounding.

Was busy being upset because after entering the Elf's cage, Aimee would definitely get scolded like usual.

Geez.

Aimee seemed to have super strength because all this time she had been resistant to Alfin.

"Ow!"

The sound of Aimee's moaning clearly showed how much Aimee was in pain. Especially in her nasal bone.

"Who hit me? Don't you realize that his body is like a 'punch mitt'?"

"Ow~~"

Didn't know what sin Aimee had committed in the past few days. Relentless and heartless, all this suffering came in a row.

Zack frowned.

"Shouldn't I be the one protesting against you? Why did you hit me? Don't you realize that this is a public street?"

Took a few steps back and looked shocked.

Aimee pointed at Zack.

"You..! You're still here?!"

Showed a displeased expression. Then moved to expel the dust that stuck to his coat. Aimee frowned very seriously when she saw Zack's impolite gesture in front of her eyes.

"Did you think I'm dirty and very dusty?" Aimee protested.

Forgot for a moment about how Zack had been talking to Alfin for so long.

Zack looked at Aimee lazily.

"Your make-up and lipstick are staining my shirt."

Aimee spontaneously bit her lip and looked to the other side. Felt that Zack's words were right. But Aimee didn't feel guilty at all.

Aimee looked at Zack bravely.

"It's your own fault for walking without footsteps. So I can't know if anyone will pass me."

Zack raised an eyebrow.

"So it's not your fault for chatting on your phone while walking?"

Cleared her throat once and didn't want to admit her mistake, Aimee chose not to reply to Zack's sarcasm.

She took a deep breath and straightened her clothes.

Aimee asked Zack again.

"Are you done with Alfin?"

Nodded slowly and still gave a lazy look. Zack replied simply.

"Yes. Then get out of the way and let me pass!"

Was blocking Zack's path by accident as they were standing opposite each other in the corridor.

Aimee tilted her body.

Allowed Zack to pass and sneered after the man had left. Aimee then walked slowly into Alfin's room.

Waited at least two minutes for her breathing to get steady and her feelings to calm down again.

Aimee rubbed her nose.

Hopefully, she didn't break her nose from hitting an iron body. Aimee knocked politely on the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Go enter!"

Stepped forward reluctantly and greeted him. Aimee smiled flatly.

"Are you looking for me, sir?" Aimee asked.

Already known for what the purpose he called her but she was still pretending to be stupid.

Alfin gave a friendly smile.

"Em, Aimee. I've been waiting for you ever since. And I almost thought you forgot my words."

Aimee knew Alfin was sneering.

"How could that be, Sir? I always remember whatever you said and conveyed. It's impossible to just pass it up and forget about it."

Alfin snorted silently.

Letting Aimee walk first to the middle of his room so they can talk more freely.

"Then you must still remember what you said last night, right?"

Uncomfortably playing her wavy hair. Aimee tried to show a big smile.

"Err... last night? What's up with last night, Sir? Did we have time to talk?" Aimee asked playfully.

Alfin laughed at her.

"You do not remember?"

She shook her head and still pretended.

"Yeah. There doesn't seem to be any. And maybe you're wrong."

Alfin continued to stare at Aimee calmly.

"So you don't remember?" He was still repeating the same question.

Aimee did not answer.

Was busy playing with her fingernails after thinking that playing with her hair was not the right way to cover up her anxiety.

And then also, Aimee was afraid that later Alfin thought that Aimee wanted to tease him. Played with her hair and showed a spoiled attitude.

Aimee put her hands behind her back.

Was busy thinking what excuse she would better use.

Alfin suddenly stood up.

Aimee moved back and be on alert.

Alfin looked at Aimee in surprise.

"Why? You look nervous and panicked when I suddenly stand up."

She was smiling and putting on a stupid face.

"Ah, that must be just how you feel. I'm not nervous and panicked."

Alfin walked towards her. Aimee stayed in her last position.

"I told you to be a secretary that I can rely on just like any other secretary. I told you to always be professional by not distinguishing between personal matters and work matters."

Continued to speak and give Aimee its own bitterness.

Aimee grumbled inwardly.

Oh, God!

'If he really wants to be angry. Just get angry. But why is he still acting so mysterious?'

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