Kinsley had already ordered someone to deliver Alesha's Design Sketch file, and he was still waiting in his office.
"Allard, did you tell the Design Division to deliver the files immediately? It's been over an hour!" Kinsley was getting impatient.
"I have, sir. I've instructed the Design Division Manager to have Miss Alesha double-check it and deliver it to you."
"What's taking that girl so long? Is she a snail that it's still this slow to do her job?" grumbled Kinsley.
"You're overreacting, sir. The meeting on the Presidential Building Construction is still an hour away; you shouldn't be that worried. Unless you think of using this excuse to meet Miss Alesha and apologize to her for what happened last time."
"Shut up, Allard! Don't say useless things in front of me." Kinsley got up from his place.
'Bad girl, how could you make me worry about you? It's not like I'm my usual self.'
