Nia Mitchell was confused. Has Alan Morgan gotten involved with the underworld? Did he seriously have to figure out a way to save his own life? But why was he coming to her?
"Special Assistant Morgan, please don't scare me." Scared, she swallowed, fearing she might receive some even more terrifying news from him.
Alan Morgan, the CEO's Special Assistant, sitting in his office, felt as if a flock of crows was circling over his head. Dared he scare Nia? Did he feel his death would not be miserable enough?
"Nia, the CEO already knows about today's incident. You see how pitiful I am now, so please put in a good word for me." He finally understood that Nia wasn't capable of getting his subtle hints. If he kept beating around the bush, she might take forever to understand. So, he had no choice but to be straightforward.
