The Redemption of Alysson Hart

ll your life? she asked afte

tell me what I'm supposed

re realizing that she hadn

offee and this time try to

the same time. For the first time in her life, she felt fire rise to her cheeks. A dull anger compressed his bones. She blamed herself fo

he said, hand

as well made like the day before but she had spi

kay," s

years old, she looked like she was fifty because her face was still so hard and closed. Alexander was not one to

ounced, putting dow

xander had not yet seen as he was so obsessed with the yo

door is made of glass so I can clearly see f

e office. It was a charming little office, it simply had a solid

s my CV, you didn'

. She called her secretary who arrived

over to this gent

r, Jaso

you to do when this incompetent woman l

s Hart. Sh

ed for a while with fil

Mr. Winslow's file, it h

he replied, heading

anded her the compl

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something el

t for a fe

I want to know why the hell his client didn't dei

He hadn't been able to call Kyle to l

do it myself, believe me they will reg

Alexander asked in a

your p

e you fifty years

how I should look. If you want to continue working with me i

eyes. You seem bitter, you blame the world for something that

ommon assistant, stay in your place. And for

you anything. Added Alexander without worryi

lf being so rude to your e

ind yourself being so patient w

wonder why I do

to him? None of his employees had ever been able to speak to him like this or even comment on his always so serious demeanor. Alysson realized that she hadn't smiled in so many years. She had even forgotten what smiling meant because she had forbidden

that she was not there. He decided

g, old man, he rep

ss, you just

ally. What if you told me

en o'clock, Al

swer my question because I ha

't know when, but you'll have to tell her

sign it yesterday, repl

etback you see? I'll tell yo

chief," he repl

ything remained intact as before. She fought back the tears that threatened to fall. She wasn't weak, she told herself, only the weak cried. She walked over to the large meeting table and

? she

asked a man's voice on t

me. How ca

n, your Aunt Margaret's new doc

es for a moment befor

, I'm