Chapter 8

HARVEY'S POV

Six months back....

"Ivan, I want to see you in my office in the next thirty minutes." I told the man before hanging up. I heard a knock on my office door and immediately knew it was the new secretary, Miss Lawson.

Without raising my head to see her face, I asked, "What do you want, Miss Lawson?" "Sir, I brought you coffee," she said in a tone that sounded overly sweet.

I looked up to see her standing there, and my gaze was met with a sight that made my blood boil.

Her tight-fitting dress was more suited for a nightclub than a professional office, and her heavy makeup and curly brown hair made her look like she was trying too hard.

I was disgusted by her lack of professionalism and her pretentious nature.

"I didn't ask for coffee, Miss Lawson," I said gruffly, trying to hide my annoyance. "

"Sir, I was informed that you take your coffee early in the morning before starting work, so I prepared it for you," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

Her tone was