Jasper’s eyes darkened. “No. She’s bound to give it her all if she takes action, striking out all potential


    opponents. That’s why we must win over Alexa before she even starts.”


    The staff and directors were still dubious. It didn’t seem likely that Alyssa could tackle someone like


    Alexa when theirpany was having trouble already.


    “I want aplete dossier on Alexa’s personal life before the day is over. Exclude any information


    pertaining to Alexa’s professional endeavors,” Jasper directed.


    Just then, the design department head muttered, “Sir, we’re able to give you everything under the sun


    about Alexa’s professional information, but as for her personal info … there’s only one thing avable.”


    “Yes?”


    “Alexa is… a woman.”


    The next day, Alyssa found herself craving her favoritefort food after returning to her office post-


    meeting.


    “Get me some fried chicken and beer, will you, Sean? I’m hungry,” Alyssa requested while ying her


    video game.


    Sean chuckled. “Aren’t you worried at all, Ms. Alyssa? I’m as frazzled as your fried chicken due to Ada


    Kingsley’s request. The Beckett Group has already begun taking action, and shouldn’t we do the


    same?


    “You’ve shut down all the team’s ns for the jewelry design, only suggesting this Alexa person to


    handle


    the request. I don’t even know who she is. Shouldn’t we be working on a proposal to appoint her for


    this


    task?”


    “We won’t be able to appoint her, and neither will the Beckett Group, so there’s nothing to worry about,”


    Alyssa said leisurely.


    “But-”


    Just then, a video call request popped up on Alyssa’s desktop. Sean was about to leave to give her


    some privacy when Alyssa told him, “You can stay. It’s just a friend of mine. I trust you.”


    She clicked “ept”,


    A window appeared on the screen, revealing a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty.


    “It’s been a while, Sliva.”


    “Jasper Beckett from the Beckett Group just called me, requesting for Alexa to participate in their


    jewelry design project,” Sliva Nunez said, her tone ented.


    “Oh? Did he? How uncharacteristic of him.”


    “It doesn’t matter who calls me. I wouldn’t agree to their request either way.”


    “What if I sought out Alexa myself? Could you help me, being her personal assistant and all?” Alyssa


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    grinned.


    Sean blinked in disbelief as he realized why Alyssa had been so confident. It turned out that she knew


    Alexa’s personal assistant!


    But the next second, his breath was taken away by the words that came out of Sliva’s mouth.


    The foreign beauty narrowed her eyes and scowled. “Don’t kid around with me, Ms. Alexa. Do you


    have


    any idea how long it has been since you answered my calls?”


    Sean was taken aback when he heard Sliva refer to Alyssa as “Ms. Alexa”.


    Could Alyssa possibly be the internationally renowned cream of the crop in the jewelry design world,


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