4:30 p.m., in the pantry.
Avril was waiting next to the coffee machine. Her mind was drifting as she held a cup of coffee in her hand.
Five minutes earlier, Haider had sent her a text message. He requested her to make him a cup of coffee.
As the secretary, she had to obey the president's order.
The freshly brewed coffee was ready. Avril held it carefully as she walked towards the president's office.
A person Avril did not want to see suddenly appeared and blocked her way. Avril looked up in displeasure, she sighed.
"Oh God, why is Angie here again? Such a nuisance!" Avril thought.
"Get out of my way!" Avril said, glaring at Angie coldly.
Angie approached Avril, staring at the cup of coffee in Avril’s hand. There was a wicked look in her eyes as she said in a commanding tone, "Give me that cup!”
Angie clearly knew that Avril was using this cup of coffee as an excuse to get close to Haider and seduce him!
"Haider is mine! I won't let Avril come in my way!" she thought.
"What rights do you have to command me?" Avril moved around Angie and walked past her.
She was not trying to be a kind- hearted philanthropist here. She had put effort into making the coffee, so why should she casually pass it over to her rival?
"Haider is mine! That gives me the right to command you. You can't snatch him from me!" Angie said loudly as she chased after Avril, blocking her again. "He deliberately agreed to marry you in front of me just to make me jealous! He wants me to come back to him!"
Avril was momentarily dumbstruck.
No wonder why Haider did not berate Angie earlier! It was because he still had feelings for Angie!
"That does make sense. Angie has been dating him for at least a week, and he has only known me for less than a day." Avril thought.
"Well, I guess you're right. You can take the coffee to him then," Avril said.
Angie felt very smug and delighted. She reached out to grab the coffee from Avril's hand, but Avril dodged her hand and poured the coffee into the rubbish bin next to Angie instead.
"Why did you do that?!" Angie burst into anger.
"Why not?" Avril swept her hair in a mocking way. "If you want to please the president, by all means, make your own cup of coffee! I'm not that kind-hearted to let you take credit for my efforts!"
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