"Why are you looking at me like that, Sir?" asked Ellena, looking at Richard in surprise.
"Oh." Richard gasped, suddenly lost in his thoughts.
I don't know why lately Ellena has always been the object of his imagination. Whatever he thinks, will definitely lead to the figure he is currently admiring.
Richard smiled as he lifted his back from the back of the sofa. Lower the left leg that crosses over the right leg. He then straightened up in a sitting position, with his gaze focused on Ellena.
"Why, Patricia? Is there a problem?" asked Richard pretending not to understand what his secretary meant.
"May I be honest, Sir?" Ellena asked reassuringly, before she revealed all her complaints to Richard.
"Yes, of course. Tell the truth, Sweet Lady," Richard replied with an eye, deliberately trying to tease Ellena.
