I came to the office late. And someone is tailing me since I came home a while ago with Brent. He keeps on bugging me about what Brent and I did early in the morning.
Even the employees of the building were shocked to see him. Because he often visits here, so they’re used to Mr. Sanders being in charge of everything.
“Bella, good morning!”
“Good morning Mr. Pendleton. I'll just send your coffee inside.” I just shake my head at Tim's happy reaction to how efficient Bella is.
I just shook my head as he sat on the sofa. You'll think he was a guest.
"Aren't you going to work today?” I turned to him, who was busy on his phone.
"No. I'll watch over you so your stupid ex can’t visit you here." Huh, distracted? I was with Brent last morning, and he was great! He doesn’t even say a wo
