Alec’s pov
It was morning, and news about me being in bed with my Secretary was spreading all over the internet. The masses have called for me for interrogation, but I chose to ignore their tags.
On my way to work, I could see many vehicles trailing me, then came down with a microphone as I alighted before my company.
“What do you have to say about the video, Mr Alec?” One of the interviews found its way to me.
“I have to attend to something important,” I said in a hurry, and my chauffeur made way for me to leave their crowd.
The staff murmurs filled the air as I approached the entrance, then immediately vanished as I stepped into the reception.
They dare not say it to my face. The sound of my designer shoes filled the room.
“Have you spoken to him?” I asked my PA. He nodded. Y
