ALEXANDER
The car swerved a little, causing me to be dragged from my thoughts and back to reality, in time to see my assistant struggle with the steering wheel a little, before finally balancing the wheel.
"Do you need to take driving lessons again? Or do I have to employ another driver?" I asked with a frown.
"I'm so sorry, Sir." Was the reply I got, as he straighten and focused his eyes on the road.
I shook my head and looked at the papers that lay on my lap and on the seat of the car next to me.
They were all papers about Danielle, from the investigations I had made about her. Some had her pictures even from a few years back.
And from the little I had read, I had come to the simple conclusion that Danielle Richardson, was definitely as intriguing as he had thought. And I wanted t
