Randall POV
“Mr. Adams!”
My secretary kept up with me as I walked quickly. I didn’t pause and went on my way to my workplace. I sat down and just stared at her, waiting for her to say anything.
“Mr. Adams,” she said. “Miss Charlotte inquires whether she may speak with you later. She informed me she will wait for you at your and Mrs. Adams’s home.” As she stated that, my secretary became jittery. I couldn't blame her because I was always so serious when she spoke to me. My heavenly face, which I only show to Winter because I didn't want to terrify her, is the only thing that’s difficult to keep up.
I grinned as I played with the pen in my hand, even though my secretary was still in front of me. It was great, and Winter missed all the doubts and accusations she could level at me. I t
