o answer the call, immediately wincing at

ting is about to start, and Mr. Avery is already in t

en f

ng to her? S

was a se

her, where did

ak. "I was dropping my daughter off at school. Um, Manager Reynolds... it's my fir

hrough the phone. Driven by who knows what kind of spite, he mocked her, "Ah, so Secretary Le do

ility, but she could clearly sense Br

:18 AM, Hayd

was at 8:30. That was close-two minu

cretary Le," Hayden forced a calm demeanor. She smoothly asked the receptionist for a build

hat, she managed to figure out that the secret

till stuck five years in the past-the day before Kasper

ry Le, h

she were their savior, and practically sho

ng, Hayden stumbled in. There, sitting with cold, aristocratic grace

s of the company's shareh

r made Hayde

he was Mrs. Avery-how on earth had she end

toward her, no one here had the sli

is handsome face was indifferent, his gaze fi

could hear a pin drop. Only Kasper's deafen

ng iti

tealing occasional glances at him; he was still so untouchable, s

f this company was Kasper,

Kasper's executive assistant, kindly whispered when Ha

Huh?" She looked at Donnell, t

h

ting it

e supposed t

had even come to work today was to figure out w

passed. Someone near

ood frozen in p

, his perfectly sculpted brow

the head of the secretarial department, quickly stepped i

Avery's meetings, no one dared to make such a blatant error. They all wondered wh

ident, Kasper didn't

ree hours, and she stood in her high

ring her heels, she would occasionally shift he

btle movement-but