Alice knew the plot might change. But not like this! It was too abrupt and unexpected. There was no way in hell she could have predicted this.
"An omega?" asked Alice. Her question was full of confusion. She turned towards Demian and observed him intently. He had a very handsome appearance, yet there was a bit of delicacy in it.
"Is there a problem with my secondary gender?" asked Demian.
Shaking her in denial, Alice sighed. Ah, the plot started to change the minute she had arrived in this world. She replied, "No, I am just kind of shocked. That's all. Great, I am glad that I will be... working for an omega boss. Although, it's a bit overwhelming for me."
"And why is that?" asked Mr. White
Alice smiled and clasped her hands excitedly. She said, "It's good to see omegas excelling in the field of alphas. Sir, I am really excited to work for you. It's a great privilege, that's all I am saying."
Demian narrowed his eyes and nodded. He said, "If you are done flattering, you can start to work." It was clear that he knew Alice was trying to flatter him. He sneered mentally. He could tell she wanted to work for an alpha, hoping she could seduce him or something. Although, it would be very easy if anyone would go by her looks only.
Not knowing that Demian had labelled her as a 'gold digger,' Alice smiled widely. It was mentally straining her. A close call. Just a few steps ahead, and she would have kicked out before she had even started to work there.
"So, what do I have to do?" asked Alice.
Mr. White took out some papers and handed to her. He said, "In these papers, you will find everything you need to work here. If you have any doubt, just read at these papers. But don't disturb me. And never disturb Sir. As for the timing, you know what to do."
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Alice poured the coffee on a cup. Demian liked his coffee to be strong.
This is fucking great! I am working here as a 'maid' of some sort. How the hell is he an omega? This makes everything change. When my friend asked to read her book, I always thought it to be a bunch of trash mixed together. I had no love for her novel. Although, I could have never say that to her face. I kind of wish I did. Being 'Alice Redman' was... tiring.
Alice sighed tiredly. The money was making her do this... nothing else. At the end of the day, it was her money. She wasn't depending on anyone else. That was what mattered for her. Self-dependence.
Suddenly, a man stood beside her. He was wearing an expensive suit. Giving her a smile, he said, "Are you Demian's new PA? Hello! My name is Jeorge Pedro. You must have heard of me before. I am very famous."
The cup in Alice's hand had almost slipped out when she heard his name. Her entire form trembled for a second.
Why the fuck is he here?! Can I report someone for a homicide for a future murder?! Was he here to kill me? No, no, no... I should keep cool. I have never seen him, and neither has he. This guy is very calculating. Showing fear will be just giving him a bone to chew on.
Alice slowly nodded in recognition. It was the smartest move for the time being. Jeorge was a very famous actor. His fame was worldwide. Refusing to not recognize him would not be beneficial for her.
Jeorge laughed loudly. He yelled, "Oh my god! No need to be afraid of me! I never knew the new PA would be so timid! Hey, I don't bite. See?" He raised his hands in mock surrender.
Tch! He saw my reaction! Jeorge was very observing. It helped him to anticipate his enemy's reaction. He often showed flippant attitude as way to make himself seem harmless. But I know him.
"Sorry. I was just shocked to see you. I mean, I can't believe 'The Jeorge Pedro' is standing in front of me. Oh my god! I am very nervous to see you. Your grandeur aura is kind of making me baffled. Once again, I am so sorry," Alice apologized.
Honestly, I never expected to meet the second male lead so soon.
Jeorge smiled cheekily and took off his sunglasses. He took the coffee from Alice's hands and took a sip. He rolled his tongue inside his mouth and tried to feel the taste.
"It's good!" remarked Jeorge. Although, his plaudit made Alice even more angry. She had to once again brew the coffee herself! Did the bastard how tough brewing was?! He should at least think of her body! A person with her strength would find it incredibly difficult to repeat this tedious and difficult process.
This guy's callousness is rankling me!
"Ah, sorry. I just took a sip. Well, I can do this for you," said Jeorge. He had an apologetic look on his face.
Alice gave him a fake smile and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. She said, "It's okay. I can do it again. It's not that difficult, is it? My job is to do this, right? So, go ahead. I believe you are here to meet Mr. Russoue."
Jeorge shook his head and replied, "I have already met him. He told me about you. Honestly, I never expected him to be very inaccurate with his detailing. Also, I make the coffee, okay? After all he is my fiancée. If I will not do this for my wife-to-be, then who will?"
Alice nodded dazedly. His words made her completely go numb.
Wow, the male leads are engaged. It's official! The plot is fucking dead.