“I’m sorry. Can I come in?” She turned her gaze down to look at the floor.

“Sure.” He straightened his shirt before walking over to the couch. He had been expecting a subordinate, not her.

She walked over and bent down to put the cup of coffee on the table before him. However, the unexpected heat coming from the bottom of the cup made her hands jerk, pouring the cup of coffee down onto his pants.

Moreover, the liquid landed on him in the worst place possible.

“Aah!” She instantly darted over with some facial tissues to wipe the liquid away from his pants.

She was in such a state of panic that she forgot where exactly she was touching. She wiped and wiped, and… It was only then that she realized what was going on. Her cheeks were blushing as she stared down at the spot she had been wiping.

not mean to do this.” She looked up at

his throat rolled with a swallow. Richard stared at her with his dark eyes as

Angela’s eyes remained glued to the wet spot

out!” he barked

did this happen? It was

then rushed out

walked over to his closet to grab a pair of pants before heading to the

few times, he

still filled with the image of her fair and innocent face. He then realized the fire burning in him was impossible to suppress in

someone under the table. It was Angela, back to clean his floor. Her hair was tied up in a lazy ponytail. She did not seem to

only filled with papers. Even though the bin was turned

his arms and admired the sight of her cleaning. He was not going to

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