As I approached the board room I saw Antonio who had just gotten off a phone outside the boardroom so I planned to give him the papers he asked me to photocopy.
“Mr Rossi…?”, I began speaking. When I heard her voice.
“Ant!”, Alessia called.
And, my heart sank as I saw her—just what I needed the woman who seemed to have a personal vendetta against me. Before I could react, she deliberately bumped into me, causing the papers to scatter onto the floor.
"Oops, my bad," she sneered, her eyes narrowing with disdain as she stepped between me and Antonio. The same nauseating perfume hit me again. What is it with women and this perfume i understand it's what every celebrity is wearing but gosh.
I bit back a frustrated sigh, already dreading the confrontation that seemed inevitable whenever Ale
