A Love Trap

Johnny had his gaze fixed on her face. He could tell by her expression that she wasn't pretending to be surprised. Narrowing his eyes, he wondered whether his boss had told her who he really was.

But it wasn't his business to worry about that. So he shook off his doubt, coming to his senses.

When he saw the other staff staring at them, he became more serious than Ashley had ever seen him be. "Mind your own business," he told the prying staff. "You know what they say. Curiosity kills the cat. So just be aware of your place and don't cross the line." His tone reminded one of the way Andrew handled such situations.

And since Johnny was Andrew's assistant and his position was higher than anyone else's there, his word was almost as effective as Andrew's. His words had the effect he was looking for. Those who were staring at Ashley quickly withdrew their gazes and went back to their work. They didn't dare mess with their superior after all.

"Miss Mu, please don't go too far from here. This place is kind of big. I have to take care of my work, so I've got to go," Johnny suggested politely.

"I'll keep that in mind. You please go ahead with your work. I'll be fine," Ashley said with a nod.

Once Johnny had walked away, Ashley strolled across the floor.

She decided to take Johnny's advice since she didn't know this place or anyone here.

This company was several times bigger than Raymond's when it came to its carpet area.

It had a simple, high-end layout. Ashley went up to the French doors, overlooking the scenery of half of J City.

She had planned to spend just minutes taking a tour of the floor. But as she walked around, she gradually forgot her plan. She had a poor sense of direction, and since each room here shared a similar layout, she got lost.

She stuck her hand into her pocket to pull out her cell phone, but to her dismay, she realized that she hadn't brought it with her.

sinking feeling that she had left

make her way back to Andrew's office. But it looked like luck wasn't

It was boring there but I could have played on

against a wall behind her. Just as she was about to lose

out I haven't run out of luck, ' she

walked up to that person. But suddenly, her legs cramped; she lost her

her at the moment, was caught off guard and froze, stunned.

her wide eyes

and her breath become short. 'Oh come on! It can't be!

instinctively stretched out her hand and knocked over the mug

scream as the hot coffee splashed on her

ground with a thud, most of the liquid having sploshed on her thighs, which she suspected were

thought to

it was her fault, she ignored the sharp pain, and looked up at the woman. "I'm so sorry!" she apologized sincerely. "Are you alright? I really

who was in her twenties, was wearing a V-neck plaid shirt that showed her cleavage. Her hot pants

bright make-up, and her blond way hair and fair complexion added charisma to her persona. However, the twisted expression on her face ruined her

saying sorry will make me forgive you? I was going to bring coffee to my boss,

shirt is? This one is a brand

in a disgruntled and arrogant tone,

fault to spill coffee on her, but she didn't get hurt. Besides, I said sorry. Why is she

slightly frustrated and sad.