Chapter 80 He said, "Victoria, This is An Order."
"Let's eat together."
Victoria looked at him in confusion. She had made herself clear.
"Last time you sent her flowers and gifts, this time it's appropriate for her to give you a few snacks," Alexander explained.
Thinking back to the last time she had helped him send a gift to Isabella, Victoria explained, "I was simply acting as your secretary. You told me to deliver a birthday gift to Miss Montgomery on your behalf. Therefore, these snacks are best enjoyed by you alone, Mr. Harrington."
"I want you to join me," he insisted.
"I believe Miss Montgomery would be happier if you enjoyed them alone, Mr. Harrington."
"Open it," Alexander said lightly.
Victoria didn't feel like acknowledging him, feeling that he was making some impolite demands.
Nevertheless, since he was her boss, she reluctantly went to open it.
After Alexander looked at the sweets inside, he lost his appetite.
After Victoria opened the box and saw the heart-shaped treats inside, she felt uncomfortable and softly asked him, "May I leave now?"
"No," Alexander grabbed her wrist to prevent her from escaping, then picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite.
He found it hard to swallow, and then looked at her, saying, "Open your mouth."
"I don't..."
Before she could finish her sentence, he had already placed the other half in her mouth.
Victoria glared at him in annoyance. Only then did Alexander seemed satisfied, a smile slowly spread across his thin lips.
As he reluctantly chewed on the overly sweet and crumbly treat, he felt even more sure that these treats were not to his liking.
Victoria, on the other hand, found the taste quite pleasant but wondered if it was poisoned. Would she be poisoned? If she were, the person who ate the other half...
She could only silently chew on the food in her mouth.
While trying to swallow it, she suddenly choked a bit.
"Have some water," Alexander brought his cup to her lips.
Victoria had almost no chance to refuse; he just directly brought it to her lips.
After taking a sip, she felt better.
Looking up at him, he appeared seriously concerned, "Hurry, drink some more."
Victoria was forced to take another sip.
If she were to be poisoned this time, it might be for real.
If they both died, would they be buried together?
Would he be willing to be buried with her?
Her eyes inexplicably warmed, and her vision blurred momentarily.
Since she was feeling a bit better, Alexander patted her back gently, "Still uncomfortable?"
Her watery eyes were fixed on him for a long time before she shook her head.
Seeing that she was fine, Alexander took a sip himself.
Hmm...
What was this?
He looked down at his cup.
Lipstick.
Oh!
They had indirectly kissed again.
His mood, which had been gloomy all morning, suddenly improved significantly. He could hardly contain his laughter and said softly, "Sharing a cup like this seems like something only very intimate people would do."
Victoria kept her head down, ignoring him.
Alexander couldn't hold back his laughter.
Hearing this, Victoria reflexively looked up and then lowered her head in annoyance, "I'll take my leave."
She was about to flee.
But when Alexander was done laughing, he suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "Victoria, stop."
Victoria paused for two seconds, but she didn't have the courage to stay any longer. Resolutely, she opened the door.
"Victoria, I told you to stop. This is an order."
He immediately turned; his intense gaze was now fixed on her slender, beautiful back.
Victoria had no choice but to stop, then turned around.
As their eyes met, she suddenly felt the air around her thinning, as if she were running out of oxygen.
Alexander stood with his hands on his hips and walked towards her steadily, his eyes cold and severe.
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