“How did you hear what I said? My voice was even lower than a whisper,” Aloida, surprised, asked her boss, who replied with a quick laugh, then he approached her.
With his mouth near her ears, he whispered, “I can even read your thoughts.”
“No way. What are you, a demi-god, huh!” Aloida snapped, forgetting that he was his boss.
He chuckled and looked at her in a mysterious way. “Maybe a supernatural being,” he said before walking away. He walked towards Amara and the two started to chat. Not minding about her and Mark in the background.
Aloida sighed, and Marked looked at her.
“What do you think of this place, Ms. Jeansen?” Mark asked while walking beside her. He was looking around and seemed to be appreciating the place.
“The place is nice. The ambiance is relaxing. A hotel and beac
