Jasperâs eyes darkened. âNo. Sheâs bound to give it her all if she takes action, striking out all potential opponents. Thatâs why we must win over Alexa before she even starts.â
The staff and directors were still dubious. It didnât seem likely that Alyssa could tackle someone like Alexa when their company was having trouble already.
âI want a complete dossier on Alexaâs personal life before the day is over. Exclude any information pertaining to Alexaâs professional endeavors,â Jasper directed.
Just then, the design department head muttered, âSir, weâre able to give you everything under the sun about Alexaâs professional information, but as for her personal info ⦠thereâs only one thing available.â
âYes?â
âAlexa is⦠a woman.â
The next day, Alyssa found herself craving her favorite comfort food after returning to her office post-
meeting.
âGet me some fried chicken and beer, will you, Sean? Iâm hungry,â Alyssa requested while playing her video game.
Sean chuckled. âArenât you worried at all, Ms. Alyssa? Iâm as frazzled as your fried chicken due to Ada Kingsleyâs request. The Beckett Group has already begun taking action, and shouldnât we do the same?
âYouâve shut down all the teamâs plans for the jewelry design, only suggesting this Alexa person to handle the request. I donât even know who she is. Shouldnât we be working on a proposal to appoint her for this task?â
âWe wonât be able to appoint her, and neither will the Beckett Group, so thereâs nothing to worry about,â
Alyssa said leisurely.
âBut-â
Just then, a video call request popped up on Alyssaâs desktop. Sean was about to leave to give her some privacy when Alyssa told him, âYou can stay. Itâs just a friend of mine. I trust you.â
She clicked âAcceptâ, A window appeared on the screen, revealing a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty.
âItâs been a while, Sliva.â
âJasper Beckett from the Beckett Group just called me, requesting for Alexa to participate in their jewelry design project,â Sliva Nunez said, her tone accented.
âOh? Did he? How uncharacteristic of him.â
âIt doesnât matter who calls me. I wouldnât agree to their request either way.â
âWhat if I sought out Alexa myself? Could you help me, being her personal assistant and all?â Alyssa grinned.
Sean blinked in disbelief as he realized why Alyssa had been so confident. It turned out that she knew Alexaâs personal assistant!
But the next second, his breath was taken away by the words that came out of Slivaâs mouth.
The foreign beauty narrowed her eyes and scowled. âDonât kid around with me, Ms. Alexa. Do you have any idea how long it has been since you answered my calls?â
Sean was taken aback when he heard Sliva refer to Alyssa as âMs. Alexaâ.
Could Alyssa possibly be the internationally renowned cream of the crop in the jewelry design world, Alexa herself? 2