Vespera felt like she was strapped to a rocket, shooting straight into the stratosphere. There was no way this was happening to her.
Her pupils were trembling from the sheer velocity, her breath caught in her chest, and her lungs were refusing to function.
Dominic noticed something off in her expression. He glanced down, about to look at the screen.
In the nick of time, Vespera lunged forward, throwing herself across his arm, shamelessly snatching the phone from his hand. "You can't look!"
Dominic was caught completely off guard.
The kitten freaked out and leaped onto the couch in a panic.
Vespera straightened up and took a step back, forcing her voice to sound casual. "It's just… my friend and I were talking about some private stuff. Not something I want anyone else to see."
Dominic's face darkened. "Private? What? Did she catch you on camera during a murder, and now she's blackmailing you?"
Vespera stayed silent. What could she even say?
To make matters worse, the notifications kept coming. Ping after ping.
Just how many "new arrivals" are there? She wasn't running a boutique—why were they sending her the entire catalog?
Dominic's expression grew colder by the second.
"I'm going to buy something for the kitten," Vespera said quickly, escaping from the president's office.
Back in her office, she finally opened her phone and immediately turned scarlet.
Image after image flooded her screen. Every single one was traumatizing, scandalous, and very erotic.
She couldn't even imagine what would've happened if Dominic had seen them. Just the thought made her want to curl up and die. It was way worse than that damn strawberry thing.
She deleted the entire batch at lightning speed.
Finally able to breathe again, she sat down and grabbed her desk phone, calling the secretary department.
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