019 The Painful Appearance

Aimee crept over to her desk. Kept an eye on the surroundings and monitored everyone. Especially Alfin. The man was nowhere to be seen.

His study was still empty and Aimee was sure that Alfin would come too late again for today. So, Aimee breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

And she may have either forgotten or pretended to have forgotten about her boss's schedule.

Doren who was sitting right beside Aimee's desk looked at her in surprise, glanced at the clock to make sure that Aimee didn't come late again today.

However, Why was Aimee still acting weird by sneaking around like a thief?

"What's the matter with you? Why do you look like a fugitive? Are you hiding from someone?"

Surprised when Doren suddenly reprimanded her without any preparation. Aimee stroked her heart.

"Doren! You just surprised me! I was shocked to death, you know!" Aimee protested. Thought no one will notice it. Doren did sometimes have several ways to make Aimee feel afraid without her knowing.

Laughed while shook her head, Doren showed a confused face.

"What's wrong? Are you being chased by a debt collector?" asked Doren with the accusation that had just came to her mind.

Aimee glared at her and hissed.

"Hush! Why are you talking like that? I don't owe anyone!" Aimee shook her head in disbelief.

Why was her strange behavior equated with the attitude of a creditor who was in arrears?

Doreen smiled.

"It's your fault! Why did you come to the office like you're sneaking?"

Observed Aimee from top to bottom, Doreen added.

"Then, what style of clothing are you wearing right now? Nowadays?" Doren quipped softly.

Checking her appearance one more time, Aimee pretended to be stupid.

"What's with my appearance? Is it weird?" Aimee asked back.

Amazed and in disbelief. Doren gave a strange look.

"You can still ask?" replied Doren, "Very bad and the worst of the worst!"

Aimee looked at Doren wryly.

"Stop talking so much and just answer my question!" Aimee ordered.

Spoke seriously and lowered the volume. Aimee then whispered.

"Has the young boss arrived yet?" Aimee asked quietly.

The subject's voice was immediately heard.

"Aimee!!!" shouted loudly and shocked everyone.

That very familiar voice resounded everywhere.

It wasn't just Aimee who was surprised and then turned around. But everyone present and who was just starting their work was surprised and then looked at Alfin.

Moaned sadly and felt the world was not fair.

Aimee felt her heart stabbed by dozens of sharp knives and her fate was on the brink.

With an attitude as natural as possible, Aimee still kept trying to be neutral.

"Yes, Boss! Are you looking for me?" Aimee answered with resignation and smiled flatly.

Just sat in her comfort chair for 5 minutes. This bully man was coming!

Stood handsomely in a light gray shirt and black pants with a belt. His hair was neatly combed and his gaze full of sharpness was aimed only at Aimee.

Alfin pointed at Aimee.

"You! Come here!" he called out.

Unmoved for a moment when her messy clothes didn't manage to hide her identity. Aimee walked unsteadily towards Alfin.

Forcing Alfin, who had wanted to prank Aimee by acting angry because of Aimee's actions last night, precisely took a few steps back.

He shuddered, raised his eyebrows, and didn't seem to recognize Aimee. Alfin then said coldly.

"What are you doing with your appearance? Did you just come back from a long trip?" asked Alfin half hysterically.

Maybe cold. That was why Aimee wore a thick turtle sweater that could cover her neck up.

The black hooded jacket that Aimee hadn't taken off because she had just arrived. But she had been interrogated and suspected by Doren.

Aimee also deliberately wore a long black skirt to cover all of her feet, except for her heels. Which was may not be on purpose, but it was just that these heels were what Aimee had for work.

Aimee's shoes were still nude in color.

It hadn't been changed since a year ago because it was still usable and comfortable.

"What's wrong with you?" Alfin grumbled again.

Never happy every time there were employees who had a bad appearance. Alfin's image as a boss was somehow be tarnished.

Kept looking at Aimee from top to bottom. Alfin didn't want to miss a single oddity of Aimee's way of dressing.

Was Aimee still sane?

Why was she dressed like this?

Were the effects of drunkenness still ongoing and prolonged??

Without paying attention to Alfin's disdainful look at her appearance. Aimee was busy sighing.

"I know I was wrong. I'm sorry, boss. And I won't do it again! I promise."

Aimee raised one hand to take the oath.

Alfin suddenly lost the mood to harshly rebuke Aimee.

Covering his eyes with one hand due to the pressure of accepting Aimee's extraordinary appearance.

Alfin called Doren.

"Doren!"

"Yes, Boss!" Doren responded quickly.

Moved forward and walked closer.

Alfin gave the order.

"Take care of her appearance now and immediately. We have a morning meeting and I don't want Aimee to be the center of attention."

Alfin then moved to the side to look straight at Aimee.

"Then you! After lunch, meet me and we'll talk one-on-one!"

Finished issuing orders, Alfin walked away from the room.

Entered his study and left Aimee who was limping.

"It's over!" said Aimee as she lost her spirit and bright future.

Wanted to turn back time but didn't have that ability. Doren pressed Aimee's shoulder to try hard.

"Come on, Aimee. I'm making you aware and doing introspection. We're going to the toilet before the meeting starts."

Nodded in agreement and went wherever Doren took her.

Doren didn't stop scolding Aimee.

"What the hell about are you thinking? Why do you keep throwing tantrums and you don't realize what I did wrong?"

Waited for Aimee to change clothes and prepare the equipment and tools that Aimee needed to tidy up her appearance.

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