Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Alicia knew this well. At this moment, she felt that Danica was starting to play up to Frederick's emotional side!

She wanted nothing more than to ask this b*tch out so that she could have a good fight with her. However, her inner voice was saying otherwise.

"You must not do it! Men are born with feelings, and they all sympathize with the weak. Especially weak women! Otherwise, why would there be so many mistresses in the world?"

She opened her eyes and tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart. She said to herself, "I'm clearly in a much better position than her. Why must I stoop down to her level and create so much fuss?"

"I must do something about this, but it all depends on the level of fuss I create!"

She muttered to herself. She had to come up with a way to solve this matter rather than venting out her frustrations by destroying the painting! She had to find a way to solve this once for all! Alicia then stared at the screen in front of her, with the word report staring back at her. She sat up straight and began typing away.

On the other side, Frederick had finally returned to his office after the meeting. The first thing that caught his eyes when he entered the office was the painting. It was back in its initial packaging as it leaned against the wall neatly. He could not help but feeze when he saw the painting.

Why didn't she destroy the painting? Did she scribble over the painting or something?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Frederick walked towards the painting and unwrapped the painting. The painting was actually still intact, with not a single scratch. His heart was almost instantly overwhelmed by an unspeakable emotion.

She didn't...

Sure enough, Alicia's not like the other women!

A trace of unspeakable guilt emerged in his heart in an instant as he thought to himself, "What am I going to do with this painting?"

He frowned and was in dilemma when Doris came in with a pile of documents in her hands. She said, "Mr. Clements, these are the notes from the meeting just now. There are also some documents from various departments that need your approval!"

"Alright."

He motioned for Doris to place the documents on his table. Then, he pointed to the painting and instructed, "Doris, can you please help me pack up that painting? And also put it somewhere unimportant." He just did not know what to do with the painting!

"By the way, can you go collect the International Department's reports tomorrow? I want to go through them."

If there's nothing else, I'll

things. After experiencing what had happened, she realized one thing. If she didn't try to please

of the company's matter, she

she did not feel like heading home. She had tried to contact a few of her friends, but they were all busy, so she had nowhere to go. Alicia was really annoyed, so

she looked up, she saw that Marshall was also there. She quickly made her way over to Marshall and greeted him. "Doctor Clark? What a coincidence! What are you doing here so

expect to bump into her. He was stunned for a moment,

then

saw the diamond ring on her ring finger. With a flash of realization, she suddenly realized

mood? Was he not happy to

heads up about Frederick on the day she went to pick up her father from the nursing home. Unexpectedly, the two men met each other on that day. His cold and strange attitude suddenly flashed in her mind, and Alicia felt that something was

had handled this matter pretty hastily. She should have handled it better! Was he angry with

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feeling that it was

did not know what to say. Originally, she was in a foul mood, but when Marshall ignored her, her mood became even worse. She did not say a word. She turned around and chose a claw machine furthest away from him. She did not know why,

the claw machine were mediocre. This time, she could not even catch a single one. In the

familiar voice behind her, "Are you really planning on heading home empty-handed? Why don't

a toy as she was down to her last two tokens, but she was touched that he was willing to talk

not mad at me anymore? You're willing to talk to

"I don't blame you. I'm

her head dismissively and

always been

everything you've done for my father! I'm grateful that you were

to play

whenever I was down. In my heart, I've always treated you as my best

can trust!"

whether she

wondering,