Andie’s POV
I was surprised when I saw Alex’s text message.
She asks me to buy and send her panties and pants, and a black plastic bag in her drawer. Oh, my God!
Is it possible that the president has s*x with his employees? Oh my God, and he forcefully tears her pants. It's really exciting.
I hurriedly took the items to Mr. Smith's office, but there was no sign of Alexia. Instead, the handsome Smith was standing by the window. What a sculpture he was.
"Where is Alexia, Mr. Smith?" I tucked the items behind my back.
Calvin doesn't say anything. Instead, he reaches out his hand and points to the lounge's bathroom.
I suddenly thought of a very important question. If Alexia were with Mr. Smith, it would be embarrassing for me to go in now, so I wisely handed over the things to Mr. Smith
