Seeing that Alvar wasn't even glancing at her body, Amy walked directly up to him.
But his eyes were filled with cold indifference, completely unfazed. He was staring off into the distance, ignoring her presence entirely.
"Ms. Sander, do you really want a chance that badly?"
Hope reignited in Amy's heart. She knew no man could resist such temptation. Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she looked at him.
"Of course, so you want to..."
"Midnight. 128 Maplebrook Avenue. Wear something cute, and don't be late." With a wave of his hand, he walked away.
As Alvar headed towards Hetty's office, his mind was already plotting how to deal with Amy later that night.
He pulled out his phone and sent a message to Mike, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips.
Hetty was in the conference room,
