Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Chapter 8

Luke glanced at the metal barrel, thick black smoke curling into the air. He wondered if Vespera was insane.

"Why not just throw the trash away?"

Vespera replied, "It's cleaner to burn it."

His brows furrowed. Neither of them spoke as they stood in the courtyard, watching the last traces of daylight fade into the encroaching darkness.

On Friday morning, Vespera received a call from the car workshop, Forlese, informing her that her car was ready for pickup.

After retrieving the car, Vespera wanted to call Raymond. However, she was reminded of the suit. She had promised to have it cleaned and returned.

After a brief pause, Vespera dialed his number. She first informed Raymond that the car was repaired, then sent over the repair report and invoice. At the end of the message, she added, "Pardon me for asking, but what is your boss' height, weight, and measurements?"

Vespera wanted the details as suits were sold in sets. If Vespera had only replaced the jacket, it wouldn't have matched the pants. Since he had lent her his suit jacket out of goodwill, it was only right that she return it properly.

Raymond stayed silent. Vespera waited for a while, but there was still no reply. Maybe he didn't know either and had to ask? She didn't think too much of it.

At the next intersection, her phone rang. It was the finance manager, calling to confirm some figures.

The wound on her forehead had mostly healed, so she turned the car around and headed for the office.

Having been on leave for days, Vespera barely stepped into the project department before her subordinates swarmed her, all expressing their concern.

She had yet to tell them about her resignation. To be honest, she felt a little guilty. Once she left, they'd have to adjust to new boss all over again.

until late afternoon that she finally had time

a trip to the break room

made her

Tina Sowle of the Vortex Group started working here today.

Sowle and Munoz

forgotten that Ms. Gildon is Mr. Munoz's

silent. After exchanging glances, the group sighed and went back to their coffee, whispering about how shameless Tina was,

listened quietly. Then, without a word, she turned and walked back to her office. She placed the empty cup on her desk, stared

she resigned, the

her way upstairs. She had just reached Luke's office

is in a meeting.

Osbert let his guard down, she suddenly pivoted, her movements swift

the door handle, twisted it open, and pushed

was she still picking a fight with a man she had already decided to part

slaves to their

loud scream pierced the

towel, was sprawled on Luke's back. The sudden noise startled her so much that

Luke's face froze. Osbert nervously clamped a hand over his eyes and stammered, "M-Ms. Gildon, Ms. Sowle was just moving some files and broke a sweat, so she... she

of sympathy, or maybe just detached amusement. "Mr. Madron, you were a top graduate from a prestigious university, and now you're one step away from being a

and walked toward

How dare a manager

walked to the desk and set the resignation

told you I was resigning. I'll be traveling soon, and there's