"Please, let me explain!"

Fiona was on the verge of crying; her sweet voice filled with apprehension and tremor.

The handsome man held her slender wrist expressionlessly, remained silent, ostensibly to give her time to explain, yet it felt more like a wordless coercion.

"These photos are not what you imagine…"

Damn! She was so nervous that her tongue was getting numb, making her speech unclear.

Could it be because the man in front of her, who was so attractive that it left her breathless, was her immediate superior?

Fiona wanted to disappear under his dress pants. She never expected to bump into her boss here.

She could only hope he didn't recognize her…

"So how should I imagine it, Assistant Fiona?" The man's voice was a perfect match to his face, golden-like jade, radiating the nobility and authority of a superior.

Upon hearing the last three words, Fiona felt as if she had been struck by thunder.

Why… why did the big boss know her name?

She was just a new intern assistant in the company, and he was the legendary handsome and carefree, busy young president.

They barely had any interaction… So… she had just fantasized that he wouldn't recognize her and took her as a photo-snapping hooligan woman…

Now the problem was serious!

"Well… I… didn’t…" Fiona struggled inside, giving up on the idea of denying her identity, "I didn't mean to photograph you... I photographed the wrong person…"

This man, with a devilish face, his gaze was too sharp; it was very difficult for her to lie.

"Oh? Is this your explanation?" Mr. Adams stared at her delicate face, his gaze still chilly.

He recognized this new employee, albeit not his assistant.

However, Mr. Adams knew his company like the back of his hand. Any personnel changes, with one glance, he could remember well in his mind.

She was one of the two newly hired assistants, a young girl who was a graduate intern and cute. She was always smiling and, most importantly, she liked to stay late at work!

Don’t think that Mr. Adams would appreciate that.

What Mr. Adams demanded from his employees was to finish the assigned tasks within working hours. It was basic capability.

In his company, no one was allowed to work overtime.

Fiona, as a new employee, whether she didn’t understand the situation or she had too many miscellaneous duties, worked five days of overtime in a week. How could Mr. Adams not notice?

"Really... please... please believe me, Mr. Adams..."

Fiona felt that her wrist was about to break. She didn't dare to look at the approaching face and felt guilty as she lowered her head.

The face was very attractive, but that didn't mean she dared to risk her life to take secret photos of her boss in the men's restroom!

She was definitely mistaken!

She was there to catch a cheating partner for her friend, but who knew that when she acted, she "caught" such a big fish...

No, she got caught.

The most terrifying part... due to her extreme nervousness earlier, she seemed to have accidentally hit some dreadful 'share' button or something of the sort.

She hoped it was an illusion!

Yes, it must be an illusion!

At this moment, her only hope was for the big boss to quickly let go so she could delete that damned picture.

"So, you really came to the men's bathroom to take secret photos?" Mr. Adams's gaze was gloomy enough to drip water, yet his tone remained gentle and pleasant.

"Y-yes... oh, no... this is my first time doing something like this..." Fiona was in a state of panic, almost moved to tears by her own stupidity.

Usually, she wasn't so tongue-tied; she didn't know if it was because it was her first time sneaking into the men's restroom to take pictures or because being in close proximity to her handsome boss was making it difficult to breathe...

For whatever reason, she truly wished she could crawl into the toilet and be flushed away.

"First time?" Mr. Adams actually laughed.

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