Spoiled by Mr. Russell

Chapter 463

Alexander was not making excuses, as he was genuinely busy. After all, it was the end of the year. There were the year–end financial statements, reports, and summaries from various branches, the human resources management, and others. Alexander had too many things to handle.

Of course, this was not the only reason he was so busy. He could do these things slowly, but he wanted to finish as soon as possible so he could spend time with his wife. He always did work step–by–step in the past, and it did not matter, even if he needed to work until New Year‘s Eve.

However, things were different now. Now, Alexander had someone which he wanted to accompany. He wanted to give more of his time to her.

Alexander was busy the whole afternoon. When he checked the time after the last meeting, he realized that he had worked overtime. Alexander yearned to go home. He walked to his office and even signed the various documents handed over by his assistant along the way.

When he pushed the office door open, someone who rushed over blocked him. “Mr. Russell, you should have some time now, right?”

Alexander frowned as he looked at Brandon, who appeared before him. The look on his face clearly showed, ‘No strangers are allowed to come close.‘

“Mr. Oakley said he had made an appointment with you, Mr. Russell. He has been waiting for you for

to be exact!” He

Alexander frowned deeper.

harassing my secretary!” He said while walking into the office. Brandon followed behind him and said, “How can you say it‘s harassment? I‘m helping you water the flower. Women are like flowers; we need to water them occasionally to keep them nourished. Look at yourself.

not forget to release his pheromones while he said this. Occasionally, he

his features were well–proportioned. His facial features were ordinary but made others feel comfortable when combined. It made him very pleasing to the eyes as

a pair of almond–shaped eyes that seemed to discharge electricity wherever he went. Moreover, he was the

He signed the last document, handed it to the assistant, and gave him some instructions. After that,

was

followed him closely. He would follow Alexander wherever he went. He believed that he would find the chance to ask

I‘m going home!” Alexander walked into his exclusive elevator

You‘re not a seven-year–old child who needs to listen to his mother and obediently go home after school. You haven‘t eaten, am I right? I haven‘t, either. Let‘s have a meal together. I‘ll treat you. What do you say?” He pointed a thumb at himself. “No need. I‘ll go home and eat.” Alexander looked uninterested and maintained