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Desiree's POV
"and who the hell are you?" Today, a young and sophisticated woman entered Alexander's office, and her countenance was sour and bitter when she saw me, as if she was not thrilled to see me there.
Her long hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and she raises an eyebrow as she looks at me. "What exactly are you doing in his office? You're meant to be working outside!" She gave me a snarl. As I was ready to open the door, I flinched uneasily and lowered my head, but Alexander appeared and we both looked into each other's eyes.
"Alex–Sir…" I said as I stuttered.
The woman frowned as she looked at me and Alexander opened the door wider for me so that I could exit fine.
"I will talk to you later, Desiree." He said before he shut the door.
I can hear the woman outside crying furiously at Alexander, enraged by what she has seen, and calling me names like a bitch and a poor woman.
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